Page 102 of If You Give a Billionaire a Bride

She puts her hands in place as I stride across the room, stripping out of my clothes as I go. I’m naked once I reach the bed.

“Can I blindfold you, Ev?” She gives me a weary glance as she tugs her lower lip into her mouth. “I’ve never played with anyone else like this before. Only you.”

“I trust you,” she says.

God, every time she utters those three words, it’s a soothing balm to my heart, renewing our bond.

“Is that a yes?”

She nods. “Yes, please blindfold me.”

“Hearing you say that means everything. Now close your eyes, beautiful,” I whisper.

She does as I ask, and I open the bedside drawer, pulling out a couple of items, including a black silk blindfold still in its packaging. Once I’ve taken it out of the box, I set everything on the bed and hover over Everly.

“I’m going to put the blindfold on now,” I explain.

She nods. “Okay.”

I place the silk against her eyes and tie it behind her head.

“Keep your hand on the headboard,” I remind her when her grip slips.

I move back to take in the vision of Everly splayed out before me. My gorgeous wife, laid out for the taking. During our time together, she has completely exposed me, stripping me of all my defenses, and it’s only fair that I do the same to her.

The only sound in the room is Everly’s labored breathing. As the seconds tick by, the tension in the air intensifies, and I commit every inch of her body to memory like a work of art.

I lean down to wrap my mouth around her nipple, gliding my tongue across the areola.

“I’ll never get enough of these breasts,” I say as I flick her nipple with my tongue.

“God, I love your mouth on me,” she pants.

Her encouragement strokes my ego as I ravish her tits. I trail my hand down her chest until I get to her stomach, drawing patterns with the pad of my finger. Her breath hitches when I reach the apex of her thighs.

I lean over to grab the blue vibrator I took from the nightstand. It’s one from Everly’s private collection that I had brought on board ahead of time. Admittedly, I planned all of this in advance, and I’m not the least bit sorry.

When I turn the device on, a soft hum buzzes through the air.

“Hear that, Ev?” My voice remains steady, but my eyes burn with desire as I watch her lips part in recognition.

“It’s a vibrator,” she says.

“That’s right. I thought it was about time we played together.” I kiss her lips as I slowly push the device inside her, and she groans at the intrusion.

My gaze doesn’t leave her pussy as I turn it up a notch, mesmerized as she writhes beneath me.

“Oh, fuck.” Everly bucks her hips as she tightens her grip on the headboard when I increase the speed again. “It’s too much,” she whines, wriggling beneath me.

“You can take it. I know you can,” I urge her.

I bite down on her breasts while plunging the vibrator inside her in rapid succession. She’s quivering beneath me, hanging on by sheer determination, sweat dripping from her brow, when I turn the device to the max setting.

“Oh my god,” she screams. “Stafford… I’m going to…”

“Be a good girl, and come for me, Ev.”

I give her clit a pinch as her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave. My punishing onslaught with the vibrator doesn’t stop until I’ve wrung every drop of desire from her body.

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