Page 79 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

“No. I promise we’ll have that. Just you and I. Don’t forget we vowed to be there for each other for the rest of our days.”

She smiled. So fucking radiant.

“Shit, you’re so fucking soppy when you want to be.”

I pulled her face towards me and devoured her mouth. I nibbled her bottom lip causing her to squirm in my lap. My cock stood to attention immediately. Fuck. My hand disappeared under her t-shirt, finding one of her perfect tits. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She moaned in my mouth.

I pulled away, whipping her t-shirt off her and replacing my mouth with my fingers. I bit down on her nipple. My hand trailed down her stomach, dipping below her shorts and finding her sweet spot.

“Aiden,” she groaned, her fingers curling into my hair.

It didn’t take long for her to buck against my fingers, her arousal coating them. I pulled my hand from her shorts and picked her up. Placing her on the bed with her legs dangling down, I pulled off her shorts and underwear, leaving her naked before me. I knelt on the floor and buried my face in her sweet pussy, holding her legs open wide for me.

She bucked and writhed on the bed, moaning and calling out my name as my tongue lashed against her clit. I watched her, loving the way she lost all control when I plunged my fingers inside her, hooking them upwards and pressing on just the right spot.

“Fuck, Aiden, please don’t stop. Please, oh fuck.”

She tasted so fucking sweet. Hell, I loved tasting her. I loved this girl so fucking much. My desire for her was fucking relentless. She utterly consumed every waking moment. When I wasn’t with her, I thought about her. Desired her. Craved her. Needed her.

She cried out, her body convulsing as her climax washed over her. Fuck. So beautiful. So fucking perfect. She’d barely come down from her high when I released her. I stood up, flipped her over onto her front and pulled off my boxers. Gripping her hips, I thrust inside her. Fuck. She felt so fucking good. So deliciously wet after she’d come all over my tongue.

Her moans spurred me on as I fucked her harder. Her fingers curled around the sheets as she looked back at me. Doe eyes wide with heat and lust burning in their depths. Fuck. Such a beautiful sight.

Her phone started beeping, signalling her alarm going off but we both ignored it. I slammed into her over and over until she cried out again, her second orgasm rushing through her. I cursed, feeling her clenching around my cock like a fucking vice. I put a hand on her back, keeping her pinned to the bed. I was so close. I couldn’t fucking stop even though the fucking beeping from her phone was doing my head in.

“Let me turn it off,” she murmured.

“Fuck, no, stay there,” I grunted.

I lost it. I shuddered above her, my cock spurting wildly inside her. Fuck. Fuck. I hammered into her until the last pulses faded. My hands fell on the bed, stopping me from collapsing on top of her.

“That’s one way to wake up,” she said.

I grinned. If it made her relax after finding out pictures of us were plastered all over the media, then I was fucking happy. I didn’t want her to worry about it. We’d work it out somehow. We had to.

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I helped Avery out of the car. John came around and stood with us, eying the press who instantly surrounded us, shouting, “Miss Daniels. Miss Daniels.”

I wrapped an arm around her waist, shielding her as we pushed through the crowd.

“Miss Daniels, who is the man you’re with?”

“Miss Daniels, care to comment how you’ve moved on since Tristan’s death?”

We were almost at the door when Avery stopped in her tracks, turning to the press. They started shouting louder, but she put her hand up. They all fell silent, cameras and microphones poised.

“I’m only going to say this once. My engagement to Tristan Shaw wasn’t real,” she said. “I am saddened by Frazier and Tristan’s deaths, but I will say nothing further on the subject.”

She reached out for me with her hand. I took it, holding it tightly in mine, knowing she needed me as her anchor.

“I will confirm that I have been in a relationship with the man next to me for quite some time. We got married five weeks ago. I will not confirm my married name nor will I take any requests for interviews on the subject. Please respect our request for privacy at this time.”

Squeezing my hand, she gave the press one last look before turning away towards the door, tugging me along with her. I could hear the shouts behind us, but we ignored them. John followed us through the doors.

“Well, that will set tongues wagging,” he said as we stepped into the lifts.

I’d come to work with her to make sure Chuck didn’t give her any shit.

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