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She turns, her gaze locking with mine. I see her visibly soften when she finally notices my hand out for her. As soon as she puts her hand in mine, I tug her over to me.
“Listen to me, Mrs. Shelby, I put you in an impossible position.” Massaging the tight muscles in in her neck, I seek to soothe her as best I can. “In the future we have to commit to make all such decisions together.”
I kiss her on the crown on her head, then tilt her face up to mine. I give her a chaste kiss on her supple lips.
She pulls back, already putting me to the test when she says, “I had Mimi give me the Paraguard, a ten-year copper IUD. I can take it our prior to that but I don’t think I will.”
I look at her for a long time. “You are just twenty-two,” I say, pushing aside the selfish urge to see her big with my child, plump and positively radiant with my baby in her belly. A dream deferred for the moment.
Disappointment shoved into the deep recesses of my heart, I say, “You made the right decision for us both. These last weeks, I have been a motherfucker to you.” Grumbling against her ear, I feel her shiver against me. My dick immediately rises to meet her soft heat. Damn, this girl has some good-ass pussy. If she knew the power she has over me, she’d be leading me around by my dick all day.
Her shiver and her budding nipples let me know that she’s not immune to me. Pinching one, I roll it between my thumb and forefinger. “You like the motherfucker in me, huh?” The corner of my mouth cocks up, and a blush infuses her face. “You’re so fucking pretty, little wife.” I reach over, continuing to pinch and roll my other little friend.
Her breath hitches.
“Up.” Such a good little wife I have, one who immediately does as I command. I maneuver her around so she’s straddling me. Her sleep shorts have ridden up her thick-ass thighs. Her fat-ass pussy print is pressing against the fabric, threatening to burst free.
“No more secrets,” I tell her.
She looks at me, all doe-eyed innocence.
“I should have never doubted you, Nik,” I confess.
She visibly swallows. Her eyes are luminous when she pulls me down for a kiss. I groan not only at the luscious, wet kiss she lays on me but how wet she is when I slip my fingers into her shorts and move them aside.
“Take me out.”
She does with no hesitation, jacking my dick, making precum spill from the tip.
I don’t have to tell her to ride me. No, my little freak is an expert on this dick after her first time astride.
Such an expert, in fact, that all I have to do is hold her steady and let my head fall back and my eyes roam over her gorgeously curvy little frame as she fucks me into oblivion.
“This is so good,”Nikki coos, eating a second helping of the grilled duck I placed on her plate.
I love watching her eat. I always have, from the moment I took her to the diner that first night when I almost ran her over. The night I thought would eventually lead to my downfall has instead become one of the biggest blessings in my life. The reason is sitting right in front of me, at our little garden table laden with duck and a seasonal vegetable salad.
“Here.” I wipe a smudge of grease from the corner of her mouth, watching her eyes flare when I suck the juice off my thumb. “Little greedy ass.”
“Still delicious, though,” she quips, “since your nasty ass can’t stop eating me.”
“And I’m about to eat your ass again.” I wink at her, adding, “Literally.”
“Boy,” she exclaims, laughing at me.
“Let me go get more vegetables,” I tell her, standing.
“Okay, Farmer George.”
“Who?” I look at her in what must be sheer confusion because she falls into peals of laughter.
“Oh this, I cannot not allow.” She stands, telling me in a posh British accent, “Sorrows, sorrows, and prayers.”
Then, tugging me by my hand, she leads me into our bedroom. We spend the rest of the evening binge-watching the tragic love story.
“You know they did that to both my parents,” she says quietly, nodding toward the shock treatments they were giving the king. “They still do people like that.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, pulling her more firmly into my arms, trying to ward off the pain she’s feeling. “When we get to the senate, we will have hearing on it,” I promise.
