Page 12 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

I raised an eyebrow as I served up dinner.

“That bad?”

Her face flushed and she looked away.

“She wanted to know if you had um… piercings down there and then she asked me how… how big your cock is.”

I tried not to smile. Tried and failed. Fuck she was so cute when she was embarrassed.

“And you didn’t want to enlighten her?”

She looked back up at me again, a horrified expression on her face.

“No! God, I don’t even know why she thinks that’s appropriate. That girl is really fucking sex crazed.”

“And you aren’t?”

She scowled. I walked over with the plates and set them down on the table, grinning.

“I blame you entirely for that.”

She picked up her fork, twirling it around in her fingers for a moment.

“And why’s that?”

“Have you seen you? I defy any girl to not get instantly wet at the thought of getting fucked by you. Besides, I know how good it is.”

I couldn’t help laughing as I dug into my own food. Tonight was our own little engagement celebration, so I’d made steak. Something she appreciated as we didn’t often have it.

“I suppose those women will just have to be jealous. My interests only involve you naked and at my mercy.”

She bit her lip, cutting into her steak. I could see her face go red all over again. Sometimes she could be so shy about sex and at others, she was a little vixen who told me exactly what she wanted and where. Just yesterday, she’d begged me over and over to give it to her deep and hard whilst my cock was buried up her arse. Told me to use her like she was my plaything. Such a dirty girl when she wanted to be. I shifted in my seat, readjusting myself as thoughts of her naked played on my mind.

“So, did you get around to speaking to Ben today?”

I nodded slowly. That had been a conversation and a half. I think I rendered him speechless for the first time in his life. Never once did he think I’d ever meet a girl I’d want to marry.

“He did ask me if you’d said yes under duress.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“Well… you did tie me up.”

She was right. I had. Afterwards, I’d spent the rest of the day asking if she really meant it until she’d told me in no uncertain terms to ‘shut up and stop asking or she’d go stay at her own flat just to get away from the inquisition’. I was worried she’d only said yes because I was being so insistent about it during sex. I hadn’t meant to, but the thought of her saying no fucking killed me. I wanted her to be my wife despite all the shit with Frazier. This girl was my universe.

“You didn’t want to answer.”

She rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to her food.

“You just have no patience ninety per cent of the time,” she muttered.

I decided to let that go considering she was only speaking the truth. When it came to her, I rarely tolerated any delays. If I told her to do something, it needed to be right then.

I reached out across the table, putting my hand out to her. She eyed it for a moment before putting her hand in mine.

“Ben is happy. He thinks you’re good for me and he’d be right about that. I love you, princess.”

“Love you too… I hope Skye makes Josh wear one of those faux tuxedo baby grows. That will look so cute.”

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