Page 30 of His Wild Seduction

My voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard me, if the tightening of his fingers around mine were anything to go by.

I looked at the box still in his hand and sucked in a sharp breath. Inside the velvet folds of the jeweler’s box was a plain gold band.

"Is that for you?" I asked, plucking the masculine version of my wedding ring from the box.

Josef’s brown eyes blazed, and he nodded once. I took his left hand, sliding the ring onto his finger.

Grabbing my courage, I held his gaze, mimicking his pose as I pushed the band all the way into place.

My pulse was racing like mad, and it was difficult to breathe.

I should probably just get it over with.

“Are we going to go to bed now?” I asked, wetting my lips.

I didn't know if I was supposed to want to fuck my husband, but suddenly, or not so suddenly, I did.

I wanted to fuck him. Very much.

My core throbbed. That secret place inside of me that had gone with no attention from a real, live human being for so long was aching with need.

Working in a place where women sought sanctuary from the real monsters in their lives had hardened me to the careless flirtations of my coworkers and every day strangers trying to get into my pants.

I had no use for casual sex.

But I wasn’t strictly against fucking Josef.

I mean, we were married, and I’d neglected my needs for a very long time.

“I’d planned on walking you to the bedroom and taking the guest room tonight, but I guess that’s not going to happen now, is it?”

The way he said it, it almost sounded like he was talking to himself. Head cocked to the side, chest rising as he sucked in a greedy breath, I was helpless to do anything but stare.

Josef’s nostrils flared. His chest rumbled as he turned his body into mine, walking me backwards until I was against the wall. He crowded me, and I trembled.

Honest to God, I fucking trembled with need.

“I was going to be the good guy. To let you have the night to yourself,” he growled and pushed his body into mine, allowing me to feel his hard length against my stomach.

We both groaned as he flexed his hips a second time.

“You want to fuck me, Wife? Is that what you want?”

My mouth was dry.

So fucking dry.

There was no way I could answer him.

“I planned to let you have tonight alone. To let you rest after the long fucking day we’ve both had,” he growled, and it sounded like anger, but his pulsing dick against my soft stomach told me otherwise.

“You asked me if we’re going to go to bed now, and now I’m hard as a rock. So, do you want me to fuck you? Huh, Wife? Cause if you do, you just have to say so,” he growled.

“Oh, God,” I whimpered.

Josef flexed his hips again, dragging a tortured sound from my lips. His huge hands ran up and down my sides, sending pools of arousal dripping into my panties.

“I don’t know—I didn't mean,” I started, not sure what I was trying to say.

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