Page 29 of The Secret Fiancée


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“Dare.”

My wife looks up at me from lowered lashes, and the way her eyes roam over my face makes my heart beat a little faster. She hesitates, her gaze settling on my lips. “Kiss me, Lex. Make me forget about everything but this moment with you. Keep me from overthinking.”

Surprise is quickly drowned out by desire, and I step closer to her as I tilt her face up, my hand sliding into her hair. “With pleasure, Mrs. Windsor,” I murmur, taking my time. I kiss the edge of her mouth first, earning myself a sweet whimper. The tip of her nose is next, and she startles a little, only to gasp when I kiss her forehead. “Like that?” I whisper, proceeding to kiss her temple. “Tell me how you’d like to be kissed, my little fairy.”

She reaches for my shirt and balls the fabric in her hand, pulling me closer. “You know how,” she tells me, throwing my own words back at me.

I smirk and lean in, my lips touching hers once, twice, before I grab her waist and pull her flush against me. My wife rises to her tiptoes, her lips parting for me eagerly. The way she moves her tongue against mine is fucking intoxicating, and that faint honey flavor…delicious.

Her hands roam over my shirt, and I groan when she undoes the top button, and then the next one, until my shirt falls open. I pull back to look at her, only to find the same wild hunger I’m feeling in her eyes. She slowly slides my shirt off my shoulders, putting a wicked smile on my face. Having her full attention on me like that is fucking thrilling.

I pull my shirt off entirely, my cufflinks hitting the floor as I yank it off impatiently. Raya’s gaze roams over my body appreciatively, and I grin at her. “Examining your new belongings, Mrs. Windsor? What’s the verdict?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” she tells me, her voice husky. “I can’t. I don’t have the full picture, you see.”

“Fuck,” I moan when she slides her hand down my chest, hooking her finger into the waistband of my pants.

My heart is racing as I place her hands on my zipper, and she looks into my eyes as she undoes my pants, only to lose her confidence the moment her hand brushes against my rock-hard cock. Her eyes widen, and a cute innocent look takes over her expression.

“Turn around.”

My tone is harsher than I’d intended, my impulse to control the situation bleeding into my voice. Raya inhales deeply before obeying, slowly turning to face the mirror again, her eyes finding mine in the reflection.

A soft, needy whimper escapes from her perfect pouty lips when I move her hair aside to expose her neck, my eyes on hers as I kiss her just below her ear. She shivers when I trail the curve of her neck with my lips, taking my time.

Raya gasps when I place my hand on the back of her blouse, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “Can I undress you?”

She searches my face for a couple of seconds, and then she nods, the movement near imperceptible. My hands tremble as I undo the delicate hooks on the back, my heart skipping a beat when it falls open, exposing her skin. Raya presses her hands to the front of her blouse, insecurity drowning out her desire, and I smile at her.

“I told you I’d wait for as long as you wanted me to, Raya. That hasn’t changed. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”

She nods and pulls her arms away, but the way she still has her shoulders drawn up tells me she isn’t comfortable, so I move on to her skirt instead, helping her step out of the heavy garment. Raya’s eyes are blazing when I grab her waist and lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around me, and I take a moment to just look at my wife. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get to experience this version of her again — the version I’ve come to considermine. My enchanting little fairy.

My hands slide down to her ass, and she gasps, rotating her hips into me just a touch. “Fucking perfect,” I whisper against her mouth as I carry her back to our bedroom. Her arms wrap around my neck, and she kisses the edge of my lips, making me pause mid-step.

She moans when I push her against the nearest wall and kiss her, her hands roaming over my shoulders, only to thread through my hair. It’s fucking thrilling to be wanted by her, and I’ve never experienced anything quite like this. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard. I can barely think straight, can’t even make my way to my bed without needing another taste of her. I groan as I try my hardest to pull away from her and take another step forward, and she laughs, no doubt enjoying my torment.

Raya inhales shakily when I place my knee on my bed and carefully lower her on top of it, her blouse still loosely coveringher. I bite down on my lip harshly when my eyes roam down, settling on the baby blue lace between her legs. Fuck if this isn’t the most beautiful sight I’ve ever laid eyes on — my wife, half undressed, her eyes sparkling with desire.

Her eyes grow impossibly wide when I push off my slacks, and she inhales sharply, her cheeks stained beautifully pink.

Twenty-Five

Lex

“You’re gorgeous, Mrs. Windsor,” I murmur as I watch her lie back on my bed, her long hair fanned around her. I lower myself on top of her, caging her in with my forearms on either side of her. My nose brushes against hers, and she sighs, tilting her face.

I chuckle and kiss her cheek, and then the edge of her mouth. “Lex,” she warns, her grip on my hair tightening in warning moments before her lips come crashing against mine.

I groan and kiss her back instantly, my tongue demanding entry. She opens up for me, that same honey flavor threatening to drive me wild. The way she moves her body against mine is intoxicating, and I groan when she moves a hand down my back, cautiously exploring.

I pull my lips off hers and move them to her neck, to that spot that makes her moan so beautifully. Her head falls back, and I smirk as I trail a path down to her collarbone, taking my time to ease her nerves, showing her I have nothing but a world of patience for her. I look up at my wife when I reach the top of her blouse, her gaze dark with desire. She gives me the slightest nod,and I bite down on my lip as I pull her blouse off her slowly, my breath hitching when it falls away.

“Fuck. You’re literal perfection, Raya,” I whisper, my voice filled with reverence as I lean in, my tongue flicking against her nipple. She moans for me again, and I grin as I repeat the motion before I switch sides to do it all over again. She squirms underneath me, her grip on my hair tightening as I play with her perfect breasts, my cock throbbing.

Raya’s spine arches as I tease her, and I grin to myself as I move lower, kissing her sternum, and then her ribs, slowly making my way down. She’s breathing hard, her eyes smoldering, and fuck, I don’t think she’s ever looked more beautiful.

Raya gasps when I grab her leg and hook it over my shoulder before kissing the inside of her thigh. She moans softly and then bites down on her lip to suppress the sound, her cheeks beautifully rosy. “Don’t hide those perfect little sounds from me, darling. Let me hear you. Show me I’m pleasing you.”

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