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“Raif…” My ability to resist him goes up in smoke, and I rest my cheek against his chest. “I’m trying to stick to the script.”

“What script is that?” He walks over and sits my butt on the back of the sofa.

My legs are straddled, and he steps between them. The brush of his slacks against my bare thighs has me very aware of my short skirt and thong underwear.

“The one where we’re only doing this so I can adopt Nikki.”

Leaning down, he traces his thumb along the side of my jaw. “I thought you promised to be a good wife.”

A twinkle is in his eye, and I pull my bottom lip between my teeth. “I did.”

He puts his thumb on my lip, tugging it free, and I pull that thick digit into my mouth, giving it a suck.

A hiss slips through his teeth, and his eyes darken as he watches me. “Then pull up that dress and show me your pretty pussy.”

CHAPTER20

RAIF

Inever thought much about getting married. I’m not opposed to it or anything. It’s more that I’ve never had time for it, at least not the way I would want to do it, and for that matter, I’ve never met a girl who really interested me enough.

Not to be judgmental, I’ve met some nice girls. I just never met anyone who made me want to settle down and build a home or have a family. Until a sassy little blonde with full red lips batted her lashes at me in the newspaper office.

Still, Jemima caught me completely off-guard with this marriage. If it had been up to me, I’d have spent a little more time getting to know her.

But when she walked into that justice of the peace’s office in her pretty lace dress with her bright blue eyes and soft pink lips, something clicked inside me. It felt right, and while I don’t want to hijack her show or make her stay in a marriage she doesn’t want, she’s mine now. I’m planning to enjoy her being my wife.

Particularly when she’s bent over the back of the couch with her white lace dress riding up her thighs, and I’m holding my hard cock, slowly dipping the tip into her slippery core.

“Fuck me, that feels so good.” I’m going to have to work to keep my promise of never leaving her behind.

“You like that?” She lifts her juicy little ass, looking back at me over her shoulder.

“Yes…” I reach around to slide my fingers between her legs, under that scrap of a thong, to massage her clit. “How about you?”

“Oh, God, yes.” Her knees bend, and her face collapses into the pillows with a moan.

She’s so wet, and pleasure snakes up my legs with every tantalizing inch I drive into her. “Look at that greedy little pussy taking my cock.”

She moans again, moving her ass higher, closer, pulling me deeper into her warm body. Gripping her hips, I jerk her hard against my dick. Her wails are muffled in the cushions, and my body is on fire.

The sensation of her, watching her creaming my cock hypnotizes me. Moving my hand around front again, I slide my fingers rough and fast over her clit. I need her to come with me, and I can’t stop.

“Come on, baby.”

She pushes up on the couch, gasping. “Spank me.”

A surge of orgasm hits, and I groan, doing my best not to finish. She collapses forward again, and I do what she asks. Reaching back, I slap her butt, and a bright pink flush colors the skin.

She moans, turning her head to the side. “Harder…”

“Fuck, princess.” I pull back and slap her ass again with a little more force.

She shrieks, and her hand goes between her thighs massaging her clit. I do it again on the other side, and her pussy jerks around my cock. Her knees bend, and her thighs quiver, and I lose it.

Gripping her hips, I hold, shuddering through an orgasm so intense, I’m lucky my own knees don’t give out. We’re leaning forward on the couch, and I feel her fingers fumble between us, holding the base of my shaft as I pulse harder, grinding out a swear of intense pleasure.

Leaning down, I wrap my arm across her chest, lifting her to me. “Kiss me.”

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