Page 31 of His Virgin Wife

What the fuck was the matter with him?

He was balls-deep inside her ass, and now was notthe time to be thinking about getting her to fall in love with him. Dom pushedall those thoughts out of his mind, and instead focused on the pleasure of herass wrapped around his dick.

Pulling out of her tight, forbidden hole, hewaited until just the tip remained, and then he sunk in deep. He heard hermoan, and she did wriggle, as much as the bindings let her.

Working his cock inside her, he kept his movementsslow, enjoying every second, as well as each inch as he worked his way insideher.

He heard her soft, subtle moans, and he knew hecouldn’t take much more, so he fucked her ass, taking her harder, and hisorgasm was so close. Dom didn’t hold back. He came hard, flooding her ass, andallowing her to take every little drop.

Only when he finished did he pull all of the wayout of her tight asshole, and then he touched her pussy and began to bring herto her peak. It didn’t take long before she joined him as he brought her toorgasm.

“Mine,” he said.

“All yours.”

Chapter Ten

This was stupid.

Emily looked over at the dinner table for thehundredth time. She had already sent his staff away for the evening. Not thesoldiers; they were in their usual stations, ready for whatever threats woulddare close in on Dom’s home.

She took a deep breath and tried not to think.

Dom had to deal with another of her father’s pain-in-the-assrevenge tactics. It would seem her father was happy to waste time by sendingauthorities or local servicemen to answer some stupid health inspectionanonymous tip. Even though Dom didn’t show it, she knew it was starting tograte on his nerves.

She told her mother about it, which is also whyshe had taken the time to prepare this meal. Her husband loved steak andpotatoes, along with peppercorn sauce, and that was exactly what she had madehim.

All afternoon, she’d been in the kitchen, and shehad even baked a cake. Alfie was more than happy to oblige her in preparing ameal for her husband, especially as she told him she needed to tell himsomething. Emily hoped the words didn’t get stuck in her throat.

She stood in the dining room, once againinspecting the table. The food was keeping warm in the oven. Everything alreadyperfectly cooked.

Another deep breath was taken.

It’s going to be fine.I’m going to tell Dom I love him and I want to spend the rest of my life withhim, and that is going to be okay. Of course it is. He can either reject me andlaugh in my face, or he can fall in love with me. It will be fine.

Although, the very thought of rejection was thesingle most terrifying feeling she’d ever experienced, and there was not a lotshe could do about it.

She didn’t want to go another day without himknowing, so putting herself out there was what she was going to do.

The moment she heard his car in the driveway, sherushed into the kitchen and grabbed their food. She got it to the tablequickly, and her heart continued to race. She had to keep reminding herself itwas going to be okay. Of course it was.

With their food at the table, she heard the door open.

“Emily?” Dom asked.

“I’m in here,” she said.

The candles were lit. She did ask Alfie what hethought of rose petals, and his response was, they were overdone and she didn’tneed them. So, she was left with just herself and a candlelit room.

Maybe this was a mistake.

“Emily?” Dom asked.

She turned toward him, wearing the bright reddress he had bought for her. It had thin straps, and she had no choice but towear a strapless bra with it. Like most of her clothes, it hugged the waist butflared out at the hips.

“I made us dinner,” Emily said. “With Alfie’shelp, so you don’t have to be afraid, and no, it’s not poisoned.”

She wanted to slap herself in the face. The wayshe was talking was going to make him so suspicious.

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