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It made me wonder if her childhood wasn’t as privileged as I thought, if she’s been in a situation where some asshole tried to hurt her. I haven’t seen any signs of it, but I’d better not find out it happened. I’d hate to go to prison for murder when we’re starting off so well as newlyweds.

“Ha, now they’re confessing.” She holds up her phone so I can see the text notifications.

“What does it say?”

“Since you wouldn’t let us have a reception or even a bachelorette,” she reads aloud, “we hope you enjoy your gifts.” Her brow furrows, and she looks up and around the room. “Gifts?”

She hops onto her feet, and I watch as she scampers to the bedroom door then lets out a shriek. “Look what they did!”

Dropping my fork, I hustle over to where she stands. Inside the small bedroom, someone made a heart out of rose petals on the bed, and two thick white robes are folded on the end. They’re monogrammed in gold, and one saysHusband. The other saysWife.

“Oh…” She exhales a whimper, and I frown, following her to where she traces her finger over the words. “Why did they do this?”

“Hey.” I catch her chin, making her look at me. “What’s wrong?”

“This is putting a lot of pressure on you, and I don’t want you to be sorry you agreed to help me or feel uncomfortable in any way.”

That almost makes me laugh, and I take the robe off the bed, quickly pulling it around my body. “Damn, this thing is soft!” I slide my hands up and down the velvety material. “Do I look uncomfortable to you?”

“No.” She blinks those pretty blue eyes up at me.

“Good, because so far, you’re shaping up to be a pretty good wife, and as your husband, I plan to enjoy this arrangement.”

Her lips tighten as if she’ll fight a smile. “Is that so? And how do you intend to do that?”

Stepping closer, I put my hands on her waist, dragging her to my chest. “I can think of several ways.” My hand lowers between us, and I slide my thumb up and down her clit. “I could put my tongue right here.” I drag my hand around, tracing my finger lightly along her ass. “Or here. I could spank your pussy next time…”

A sharp inhale parts her lips, and she grabs the front of my robe. “I want it now.”

I quickly shrug off the garment, letting it fall to the floor. She palms my growing erection through my thin boxer briefs, tracing her nails over my dick.

“Damn, girl.” I shove my underwear off, kicking them to the side before quickly lifting her off her feet.

Her legs wrap around my waist, and she covers my mouth with hers. I step to the wall, pressing her back against it and reaching between us to guide my cock into her.

“Fuck,” I groan.

She’s so damn wet it almost sends me over the edge.

“Oh, God,” she gasps, tightening her thighs over my hips and lifting her body up and down my pelvis, pulling and massaging me.

“Jesus, I’m going to come.” My hands grip her soft ass, and I can’t believe I’m so close so fast.

“Me, too,” she gasps, kissing me more.

It’s too late to slow down at this point, and I step forward, nailing her against the wall. Her head falls back, and her soft breasts bounce between us with every hard thrust.

She’s driving me crazy. I lean down to pull a taut nipple into my mouth, and she rasps a loud, moaning cry. My lips pop off her so I can close my eyes. It’s all too much. I wrap both arms around her waist, lowering to sit on my heels as my orgasm surges hot and fast.

She straddles me, bracing her knees on the floor to ride my body, dragging her pussy back and forth over my cock until I’m going blind. The moment she breaks, my hands grip her ass, and with a shout, I fly off the cliff.

My lips part, and another guttural groan rises from my chest. I’m holding her tight as I ride out this sensation, this mind-altering pleasure.

Her body trembles and pulls, and I groan again, filling her, claiming her, speaking her name as mine.

CHAPTER21

JEMIMA

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