Page 74 of Tempting God

“You’re the only one I’ve done it with, Greer. The only woman I’ve wanted to do it with.”

“Oh, you’re definitely getting laid.”

“That was my plan, Mrs. Carter.”

Heat rushes to my core and I say, “I just want you to know that I, too, find it sexy being called your wife.”

His lips brush against mine before he spins me around.

“Let’s get this dress off you.”

Slowly, he unzips the dress, kissing my shoulder when it’s exposed. The dress has a built-in bra, so he’s able to reach around, cupping my breast before tugging the dress down. Slowly, he pulls it until it’s pooled around my feet. I step out of the dress, turning to Grant.

“Fuck. Look how beautiful my wife is.”

“I was thinking the same thing about my husband.”

We share a smile as I reach for his jacket, helping him shrug out of it. His tie and shirt are next, leaving him in only his pants and shoes.

“This is a very sexy look, Mr. President.”

“Fucking hell. I love it when you call me that.”

“I know.”

He makes quick work of removing the rest of his clothes while I take off my panties.

“Get on the bed, wife, because I need to be inside of you.”

“Won’t the flight crew hear?”

He smirks. “They get paid not to hear.”

“Well, then.” I climb onto the bed, leaning back. “Come and get inside of your wife.”

He lets out a growl that has heat spreading across my body. Slowly and wolfishly, he moves over me.

“Did I ever tell you what I said to Kieran Van der Zee after that night at Unfortunate Souls?”

“No. What did you say?”

“That he had mislabeled you because you were, without a doubt, a brat who needed someone to tame her.”

I laugh before I can stop myself. “A brat? Me? No, I’m a good girl.”

“Yes, you. But you’ve also got a bratty side.” He leans forward, nipping my shoulder. “Good thing I enjoy taming a brat into a good girl.”

“If I’m a brat, then it’s only because you bring it out in me.”

“That’s fair.” He smirks down at me. “Are you going to be a good girl tonight, or do I need to punish you before you get your pleasure?”

My entire body feels warm.

“I’ll let you decide.”

“Roll over and get on your hands and knees.” I hesitate for a moment, and he says, “Trust me, Little Fae.”

He moves back, giving me enough room to do as he said. I do trust him, which is why I get on my hands and knees.

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