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She clenches hard, and then her pussy starts sucking at my fingers.
She screams, and in the same breath, moans my name. My name came out of her mouth and that’s everything I needed to hear.
I let her come down from her orgasm and withdraw my fingers. I collect her wetness in my mouth and hold it. I pull out from under her and say, “Open your mouth and keep it open.”
She does as I ask as I go to untie her wrists. I lay her down and collect my spit and her juices onto the tip of my tongue. I let it fall off my tongue and into her awaiting mouth.
“Swallow,” I groan.
She swallows it all and then licks her lips as if to make sure she didn’t miss any of our taste.
Yep, that’s the final straw. She’s mine.
“No other man will ever flirt with you again and live. Do you understand?”
She nods, and she just sealed her fate.
CHAPTER 12
Ezra
We’ve spent the pastweek getting to know each other. I haven’t pursued her anymore, instead giving her time to settle and see what she likes. I also realized she enjoys the outdoors, choosing to sit outside in the warm spring air with a book over being on the couch. She pretty quickly found the bookshelves I have set up down the hallway. I have mostly fiction lining the shelves, including some thriller and romance books. She went straight for a romance written by an indie romance author. I like to buy directly from the author instead of from big box stores.I’d rather that money end up in the author’s pocket. Because of this decision, most of my books are signed. Briar freaked out when she opened up the first book and saw the signature and personalization. I let her think that it meant I was ultra-special and not that I just bought the book from the website.
The more I get to know about her, the more obsessed I become. I need to get moving on my plan before I go any further with her. So, my plans for this evening? Kill my father. I’ve been married for a week now and before I get my dick wet and get too attached, I need to get rid of the person standing in my way. The shady shit he’s doing is throwing our name in the dirt. My hands may not be clean, but at least I’m not taking organs from someone who needs them.
I walk through the door and run to the bed. I leap through the air and belly-flop next to her. This causes her to give me a brief moment of that sweet laugh that I love so much. The more I get to see of her, the more I find little parts of her that are just so sweet.
Just as fast as I got the laugh, she goes back to scowling. Well, at least I know her face isn’t stuck.
“We gotta go visit my dad. I need you to get dressed.”
“Why do I have to go?”
“Because you’re my wife. C’mon, River.”
She looks down at me, and I give her my best puppy dog eyes.
To my surprise, she laughs again. When she laughs, I feel myself melt into a gushy puddle. I break out into a wide smile.
“Wow, I lo—”
She freezes.
“What?” she questions.
“I…”Think, Ezra… “I love your laugh. Seriously, you should really laugh more.”
“Anyway,” I continue. “Go ahead and get ready. We’ll leave in an hour.”
I can’t believe I almost told her I loved her. I barely know her, and I haven’t even fucked her yet. I just love her laugh…and the way she side-eyes me…and the way she takes whatever I want to do and whatever I give her with ease. She gets me. She gets turned on by what I like too, and I have never met someone so compliant. She’s perfect.
She walks out almost an hour later in her classic black leggings that hug her ass perfectly and an oversized band tee. This has been her go-to look so far.
“Damn, River, you’re looking good,” I say after I whistle at her.
She blushes and turns away. “I’m ready.”
I reach over to the side table and pull open the drawer. I pop the latch on the side that opens the secret compartment. I pull out my Walther PPK .380 and pull the slide back to check I still have one in the chamber. I slide the pistol into the back of my pants so it’s not obvious to the average eye.
