Page 32 of Contract Of Shame

“No. I want it against the wall. Like they did in that movie.”

He pressed her against the wall and fucked his cock inside her warm cunt. She was so wet and melting beneath his touch.

Her cries were amazing to hear. “Harder,” she moaned.

He didn’t know what brought her change of heart, and he didn’t care. He was inside her body, and he intended to make her forget all about David.

Richard fucked her against the wall, bringing both of them to a screaming climax in a matter of minutes before he took her to the bed. His shaft was still inside her, and he wouldn’t pull out.

He kissed and teased her lips open for him. Richard felt a stirring begin in his groin even though he’d already climaxed once.

Her nails scored his back and neck. Her hands travelled down to his buttocks to grab.

“Hold it.”

Richard stared into her eyes and knew in his heart he loved her. He couldn’t describe how it happened, but he was sure.

“Stay here,” he whispered and pulled out of her body. He walked away from the bedroom with a chuckle when she cursed at him. His woman was turning into a little fire-cracker.

His office was on the opposite side from the bedroom. He opened the safe and moved a few bits around until he found the square box. Inside were contained a red ruby necklace and earrings, a purchase he hadn’t been able to resist two weeks ago. He hesitated when he glanced at the box with the engagement ring inside. Should he defy his parents and take that huge leap against their wishes?

No. He wouldn’t subject Scarlet to such scandal.

Richard took the box back inside. Scarlet sat up in bed with the blanket covering her.

“I want you to wear this for me,” he said and opened the box.

She gasped, her fingers going to the edge. “They’re beautiful.”

“Will you put them on?” he asked.

“I can’t accept anything like this.” She pulled away as if they burnt her.

“No. I bought them for you. Please, you’ll make me very happy to wear them. I wanted to see you in them,” he said with a smile.

Scarlet wouldn’t touch them, and he pulled them out of the box as if they didn’t cost a thing.

She lifted her hair and he fixed the clasp. “It’s cold.” She chuckled. “I can’t keep these.”

“I want you to have them.”

“Won’t you use them for the next woman?” Her question, so innocent, hit him in the chest.

“No. These won’t be for another woman.”

No other woman will come after you.

Richard knew he couldn’t hold off his feelings forever. It was only a matter of time before he would be taken out of the game.

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