Page 11 of Mafia Wedding

"Oh, that's so true, too, Mrs. Turner."

And the way she could never keep her lies straight was even cuter.

Stelios was about to turn his attention back to setting the table for dinner when he noticed the unintentionally provocative sway of her hips as she ascended the stairs.

Fuck.

What he would give right now, just to feel those same hips shaking under him as he pounded her pussy.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

It was times like this that he could only question his sanity.

Why the hell had he said yes when Bailey asked him to give her ninety fucking days before consummating their marriage?

BAILEY CAME BACK DOWN for dinner with her hair still wet from the shower, and the sight had his mind wandering like always to tortuously forbidden territory.

Two more days, Diamandis.

Just two more days, and then he would know for himself what it was to grip her hair while he fucked her in the shower.

He watched his wife hop up on the bar stool across his, and her daintiness was just one more thing about her that completely turned him on.

She was 5'3 (or 5'3 and 3/4 inches if one asked his wife) to his 6'3, and Stelios could hardly wait for a chance to carry his petite wife in his arms and have her naked body bouncing up and down on his cock.

"Oh wow."

His wife's soft gasp had him reluctantly hitting pause on his sexual fantasies, and just in time for Stelios to catch her taking a photo of tonight's dinner.

"I'm. Too. Spoiled."

Stelios was unimpressed. The only times she tried to flatter him was when she wanted him distracted.

"Who's the photo for?" he asked bluntly.

"Huh?"

"You only post photos of us—-"

"Technically speaking, I'm posting a photo of my steak."

"—-or our life together," he added without missing a beat, "when you're trying to piss someone off."

Bailey gave him a wounded look. "That's so not true."

"Last chance, wife."

"Dude!"

The god-awful word caught him off guard, and seeing him flinch had Bailey laughing.

"Is it really that bad?"

"Fuck, yes."

"You are too cute—-"

His lip curled. "Shut up if you know what's good for you."

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