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‘I need you,’ she whispers before rubbing herself against my thigh. There’s so much heat radiating from her pussy I feel it through our clothes.

My cock grows hard as fucking steel, threatening to tear through my pants to get to her.

My hips move, and I thrust fucking hard into my fist, my lips parting as the promise of pleasure creeps closer.

“Oh God,” she moans, her body arching and convulsing.

I move fast, making it to the bed in the nick of time, and placing my knee on the mattress, I come hard, my release spurting over the clean covers.

I clench my jaw, and it has my teeth grinding as I fight to keep from making a sound.

My body jerks, and the powerful orgasm robs me of all my strength. Falling onto my side, I can only gasp for air.

The image of Grace’s face as she orgasms flashes through my mind, making residual pleasure echo through my body.

She looked fucking mesmerizing, and I hope I get to make her come one day.

But that day isn’t today, and I have a meeting to get ready for.

Chapter 18

GRACE

Dressed in capris and a corset-style top, I slip on a pair of ballet flats.

I’ve already braided my hair and put on makeup, and looking at the door, I know I need to leave so Dominik can get ready.

Everything feels different, and all because of a dream.

He’s your husband. Like he said, as long as he’s the man in my dreams, there’s nothing wrong with it.

So lift your head high and stop hiding.

Sucking in a deep breath, I walk to the door and let myself out of the room.

When I climb the stairs to the deck, I hear someone say, “We’ll have to use the speedboat to get to the shore.”

“That’s fine,” Dominik mutters, his tone sounding so annoyed it’s downright murderous.

I pause mid-step, wondering if he’s upset because of what happened.

As I’m glancing up, he steps into my line of sight and signs something to Evinka, who I can’t see from where I’m standing.

His features are set in harsh lines, and seeing his brutal side has fear ghosting through me. The past few days I’ve forgotten about this side of him.

He turns his head, and the moment he lays eyes on me, the ruthless expression vanishes and a gentleness softens his eyes.

“You look beautiful,moja žena,” he murmurs in an almost loving tone as he holds out his hand to me.

Taking the last few steps, I lay my palm in his and let him pull me closer. He presses a kiss to my forehead, then says, “I love the perfume you use. It’s refreshing and makes me think of our home.”

Our home.

I stare into Dominik’s eyes, trying to gather the courage to tell him I think I’m ready, when one of the guards says, “Should we offload the jet skis and ride ahead, boss?”

Just as my gaze snaps toward the guard, Evinka slaps the man upside the head, giving him a glare.

“Interrupt me again when I’m talking to my wife, and I’ll fucking kill you,” Dominik growls angrily before heading down the stairs.

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