Page 40 of His Wild Seduction

“We sleep together. Remember?”

Meredith nodded.

I didn’t want to set a false precedent. Hell. It was going to be hard enough keeping my hands off her for the rest of the night.

But she hadn’t been truthful when she said she wasn’t sore.

I could tell by the way she gingerly sat on the mattress, and I frowned.

I should probably kiss it and make it better.

Mmm. Good idea.

I planned to do just that after we rested a bit.

“Good morning, Mr. Aziz. Would you like breakfast?” the steward on the private jet asked as I boarded the plane with my new wife.

“No, thank you. I’ve already eaten. How about you, Wife?”

I grinned, watching Meredith’s cheeks burn a dark pink color at the seemingly innocent question, and my not so innocent answer.

This Big Bad Wolf had breakfast earlier. Remembering the taste of my wife’s pussy, and the way her cunt quivered around my tongue when she came, made me want to drop to my knees so I could taste her again.

“Very good, sir. Can I get you anything, Mrs. Aziz?” the steward asked.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

Just like on the flight there, I sat beside my wife. I was going to need to rein this shit in. Hell, I was unable to leave even a seat between us.

Shit. I frowned.

Maybe this was a mistake. But how was I supposed to know one touch would be enough to rekindle the flame of my obsession with this woman?

I grabbed my cell phone and scrolled through my messages.

No, my company would not burn to the ground after one day’s absence.

But I sure as fuck was not about to sit there staring at my wife for the entire five-hour flight back to New York like a lovesick teenager, for fuck’s sake.

My phone buzzed, and I frowned at an incoming message from Marat, the younger Volkov brother.

Marat

Heard you got married. So, you pussy whipped yet, brother?

I ignored the asshole. I was not pussy whipped.

My gaze flicked over to my wife. My dick hardened. My heart pounded.

Fuck.

Maybe I was. Maybe that was the issue.

Gritting my teeth, I glanced at his text, mocking me, and I huffed out a sigh.

I couldn’t even formulate a response. Growling, I closed the text box. It was better to simply ignore his annoying ass.

“Everything okay?” Meredith asked, her pretty green gaze focused on me.

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