Page 97 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

I shook my head. Hell, whenever something shit happened to us, sex was always the balm. I didn’t care if that was messed up or not. I didn’t even care what that meant. It was just us. Me and him. It’s what worked. It’s what brought us together.

But there was still something we had to deal with first.

“I know what I said to him about no more dinners, but… if we don’t keep going, he won’t tell us what you need to know.”

“It’s okay, princess. It was the heat of the moment. I’ll tell him we’ll still go, but only if you’re okay about that.”

“I don’t want to see him, but we’ve never really had a choice in the matter.”

“He keeps telling me you’re important to all of this, but fuck knows what it means. We need answers and the only way we get them is by playing his fucking game. Then, we never have to see him again. He’ll hopefully fuck off back to America and we can go back to living our lives without all of this shit. Just you and me.”

I pressed closer to him, running my fingers up his neck and curling them in the hair at the back of his head.

“Just you and me sounds like heaven.”

“And it will be heaven. When this is all over, I’m going to take you away. We never got to have a honeymoon.”

“Did you have anywhere in mind?”

“Somewhere hot so I can watch you strut about in a tiny little bikini that barely covers your tits because you know how much I fucking love them.”

To reiterate his point, he cupped one of my breasts through his t-shirt, running his thumb over the rapidly hardening nub. I laughed.

“Mmm, somewhere private and secluded so you can fuck me on a sun lounger?”

He nuzzled my neck.

“Fuck yes… our own private villa where no one can see me ravage you until you’re begging me to stop.”

“You know I’d never tell you to stop.”

He growled. The sound vibrated across his chest, causing me to squirm in his lap as his thumb continued to brush over my nipple. I was getting wet already, thinking about him laying me on the bed and preparing me with his fingers so I could take his cock.

“Princess,” he grunted, grinding me into him. “Fuck, I want you so much.”

“Fuck me,” I whispered against his skin. “Fuck me until I’m crying out your name in ecstasy.”

He picked me up and put me back on the bed. I pulled off his t-shirt and lay back as he tugged off my underwear. He stared down at me, grey eyes blazing with heat.

“You’re the sexiest girl I’ve ever seen. Look at you, so fucking perfect in every single way. All your curves and edges. All that fucking beautiful ink. Your skin fucking glows. Everything about you is amazing.”

I smiled at him. I loved the way he adored me. It didn’t make me feel embarrassed when he said those things. I believed him when he told me I was beautiful. I saw it in his eyes when he looked at me.

I opened my legs for him, showing him exactly what he did to me. He nipped his bottom lip between his teeth. He was so fucking sexy too. Standing there in all his tattooed glory. His muscles rippling with each breath he took as he watched me. He simply would always be the most beautiful man I’d ever laid eyes on.

“My beautiful tattooed sex god,” I whispered.

He released his bottom lip and smirked at my words. His fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers before he pulled them down slowly. His cock sprang free, slapping against his stomach. Fuck me. He really was a fucking sight for sore eyes. I tried not to drool because Aiden was like looking at a perfectly sculpted Adonis. And he felt like one when I had my hands on him. All that hard muscle pounding into me. Making me feel the sweetest fucking bliss.

The anticipation was killing me. I needed him in me. I wanted his skin against mine. His hands running over my body in that possessive way of his. I was his. His girl. His wife. And he was mine.

He knelt on the bed, his fingers running up my calf as he crawled towards me. They brushed up my side when he leant down and captured my mouth in his. His kiss was demanding. I gave in, letting him devour me whole.

When he pulled away, his grey eyes were wild with desire. They scorched my skin. He shifted back, reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing the lube off it. We both knew exactly what was going to happen. He was gentle as he prepared me, making sure I was ready to take his cock. I arched up against him, groaning as his fingers thrust inside me.

Usually, Aiden had me bent over the bed or laying on my side when he fucked me there, but it seemed tonight he didn’t want that. He wanted to be looking into my eyes.

Pushing my legs up slightly, he pressed his cock inside my pussy first, knowing I was dripping wet for him. He grunted as he thrust into me. Fuck, he felt so good. Then he pulled out and spread lube all over his cock.

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