Page 124 of The Devil's Pawn

“I feel exposed when you stare at me like that.”

“Good. I want you exposed. I want you vulnerable when you’re with me.”

“Mission accomplished.”

I smile, kissing my way from her ankle to her knees, her thighs. When I bypass her glistening pussy, she growls in frustration, stirring a chuckle in my chest.

“You’re demanding today.”

Palming her thighs wide, I settle between them and devour her beautiful tits. I kiss her sweet mouth and bury my face in the crook of her neck. I take my time with her. When her body eases up, and she relaxes fully, I take up position between her legs. I lap at her, suck her hard little nub between my teeth, and slide two fingers inside her, angling them to reach the spot that makes her arch off the bed and scream my name.

The first pulse of her orgasm ripples against my fingers, her muscles undulating as her body does what it was designed to do. It’s the second pulse that gives me what I crave, and I feel like a fucking king as she soaks my face with her juices. A king lying at the feet of his pawn. I drink from her pussy and rub her clit until she grips my hair and pulls hard.

“Too much,” she mumbles. “I can’t…”

“Sensitive?”

“Yes. Hurts.”

I lie beside her and encase her in my arms, our chests rising and falling as we catch our breath.

“Can you fuck me now?” She blushes, and I grin.

“I love you.” In case she’s still sensitive, I pull her on top of me and guide her onto my dick. That way, she has control. She sighs as she lowers herself all the way down, taking me right to the root. I sigh too. Her pussy is a salve to my soul.

“I love you, too.” She places both palms on my chest. “I tried so hard to make you hate me so you’d let me go, and now, I don’t want to live a single day without you.”

I frown, stilling her before she rises up. “Wait. All that stuff you did was so I’d be the one to end the marriage?”

“Yes.” She says it matter-of-factly, as though I should know this.

I begin to laugh, and within seconds, I can’t stop. “We’re idiots.”

“What do you mean?”

“I isolated you because I wantedyouto end it. I couldn’t risk causing issues with The Consortium by making my father look weak. I needed you to be the one to demand a divorce.”

“And I couldn’t ask you because I was worried about what would happen tomyfather if I did.”

“We need adult supervision.”

She grins. “I think we’re managing fine on our own.” Her smile falters. “It must have taken a lot for you to have those divorce papers drawn up, then. Knowing what you’d be risking.”

My dick flexes, demanding I give it some relief. I thrust up into her, and she gasps.

“It was, but setting you free mattered more.”

The events that followed are still too raw for me to thinkabout for long. I almost lost the woman the universe created as my partner, my equal, and it would have all been my own fault. I distract myself with another powerful thrust, and she stops talking and starts moving.

I don’t last long, nor do I try to hold back. When I come, I gaze into my wife’s eyes and tell her I love her again.

This beautiful, innocent, twenty-two-year-old woman has shown me more about love than I ever thought possible. I was lost, so lost, and she found me.

She found me, and she saved me from a life of misery.

It’s something I’ll never be able to repay her for, but you can fucking bet I’ll spend my life trying.

Chapter Forty-Two

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