Page 19 of The Greek Billionaire's Email Bride

She tried to look around, but the moment she did, Colin jerked to a stop, and Hope gasped as he yanked her toward him. He cupped her chin, his grip fierce.

"Eyes on me, wife," Colin growled down at her, "and no one else. Got it?"

They were on the move again even when she had barely finished nodding, with Colin driven by some inexplicable urge to...oh?

They were inside the elevator in a flash, and her heart leapt to her throat when she realized he was taking her back to their suite. She wanted to say something to diffuse the tension between them, but no words came to mind. All she could do was stare. And feel.

And with the way her husband was staring at her, and the way his glittering gaze was making her burn...

Once inside, he only had one question. "How do you want me to take you?"

Only one word leapt to mind.

"Passionately."

His nostrils flared. "So be it."

Colin claimed her mouth in a kiss that made his intent perfectly clear. She washis.And he would make sure of it by driving her so crazy with need that she would soon remember nothing but her name.

He swept her in his arms without breaking the kiss. Started undressing her as soon as they made it to his bedroom. Then laid her down on the bed before stepping back to strip himself of his own clothes.

Her throat dried as her husband eventually stood before her, his big, hard body magnificently naked.

"I'll let you stare as long as you like next time," Colin said thickly, "but right now..."

He joined her in bed, positioning himself between her legs, and the heat of his body started burning through her every thought.

"Look at me, Hope."

And so she did.

"I want you to look at me and see what you do to me as I take your virginity."

A whimper escaped her at the words. But this soon turned into a gasp as she felt him slowly enter her. The muscles in his arms tensed, and she could see the effort it took her husband to control his thrusts. Inch by inch he drove deeper inside of her, and she couldn't remember feeling anything like it. Couldn't remember being this wet. This sensitive. Thisfilled.

The moment he came into contact with the barrier of her innocence, they both knew it, with how her husband's body turned rigid, and her own breasts started to swell and ache.

"Keep looking at me," he gritted out.

And then he was pushing past it, his shaft claiming her virginity in one forceful and possessive thrust, and to see the look on her husband's gorgeous face as this happened was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

In that one moment, she realized just how much he desired her. Just how much she mattered. And even though such feelings might not last—she didn't care.Nowwas the only thing she cared about, andoh!

Her husband was starting to move, and every slide of his length in and out of her was glorious. She could only clutch his shoulders as his thrusts made her feel like she was about to drown any second. She had asked him to take her passionately, and indeed that was what he was doing now.

His mouth latching to the side of her neck, marking her skin to claim ownership.

His lips closing over the tips crowning her breasts.

His fingers digging into the tender cheeks of her bottom.

Her senses started to spiral as his movements became rougher. Faster. Deeper. And finally, oh, finally—

"C-Colin."

She could only cry his name out as she came apart for the first time in her life, and soon after, she heard him growling her name as he followed right behind her.

When Hope woke up in his arms sometime later, it was to find herself draped over him, and a blanket over the both of them. She felt blissfully tired, and this, too, was a first for her. But above all, she felt self-conscious and embarrassed.

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