Page 244 of Accidental Husband
"It's gonna hurt."
She nods. Presses her lips together. Forces a slow, deep breath. "But it will be fast. Because it's only one word. So it will be fast, right?"
"I'll go as fast as I can."
Her green eyes bore into mine. "But not too fast? I mean, I don't want you to mess it up. You won't mess it up, will you?"
"Well, I am gonna writeI love cockhere." I trace a line over her right hip. Over her smooth skin and her raised scars.
I'm wearing gloves. I can't feel her flesh the way I want to. But I can still feel her warmth. Her shudder. Her—
Fuck, I can't keep thinking like this or I will mess it up.
Yeah, my wife is sitting on my chair in nothing but a tiny tank top and panties.
Yeah, said panties are lacy white things that make my blood rush to my cock.
But, uh…
Shit, what was I talking about?
Paying attention.
I'm focused.
I'm not thinking about dragging those things to her ankles, pushing her legs apart, bringing my mouth to her cunt.
Not thinking about tasting her. Or touching her. Or burying myself inside her.
"Griff?" Her chest heaves with her inhale. "You were saying?"
I shrug my shoulders. I need to get my head in gear. To get in the game. To tease her just enough to set her at ease. "I love cockon one hip.I love cumon the other."
Her eyes go wide. "I will kill you in your sleep."
"You're jumping straight to murder?"
She nodshell yeah. "I'll have Chloe help."
"She's a vegetarian."
"So?"
"She won't kill a chicken, but she'll kill me?"
Jules nods. "You're pure evil. Whereas a chicken is innocent. And kinda cute too."
"I'm not cute?"
She shakes her head. "I guess you're okay." She shrugs like she doesn't have any fondness for my eyes, nose, mouth. But her gaze goes straight to my lips. Then the shoulders, chest, stomach, hips.
Her tongue slides over her lips.
Her chest heaves.
Her eyes fill with desire.
God, I want to strip her to nothing. I want to tear off my clothes. Feel every inch of my flesh against hers.
