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“You want me to fix that for you? Make you feel good?” I ask her.

Her mouth parts more as her hips rise again. It takes everything in me to do it but I rise with her so she can’t find what she’s looking for. No, I’m not going to give it to her. She isn’t finding it on her own. When she submits, then I’ll give her all the pleasure she can handle, but until then, we wait.

“Victor.” She whimpers my name.

“Ask me to make you come and I will.”

“Make me come.” She barely gets the words out of her mouth and I’m on her. My mouth covers hers in a deep kiss. My tongue pushes into her mouth, demanding entrance. She opens for me as I take her. Her fingers dig into my hair. Her little moans leave her mouth, making their way into mine.

I taste each one of them as I slip my hand between us. My fingers pull her bikini bottoms over as I part her legs wide while positioning my body above her. I groan when I feel the slickness between her gorgeous thighs.

“Are you always this wet when I’m around?” I part her slit, finding her clit hard and begging for my attention. I want to draw this out. I have to remind myself this won’t be the last time I make her come. She’s my wife. I’ll have her over and over again for the rest of my life. Right now her body is wound tight and she needs the release that only I can give her. I want to show her that I’ll always have what she needs. She only has to let me give it to her.

“Victor.” She moans my name again, not answering my question. I pull my hand away and smack her pussy. This time she cries out my name in pleasure.

“Answer me, wife.”

“Yes!” she snips, making me smile.

“No wonder you’re always in a terrible mood. This little pussy has been neglected and needs my attention. Remember, wife, you only have to ask,” I tell her. “I’d set you on top of your desk and eat your cunt until I fixed the ache. Take the throb away and lick the wetness from your thighs.”

“Victor.” Hearing her say my name never gets old. Hearing it filled with desire is killing me. My cock leaks cum into my pants.

“I’ve got you,” I tell her, my fingers circling her clit. My mouth falls back on to hers as I make her come. She bites my bottom lip, her teeth digging into me as her body jerks, her orgasm taking hold of her. I can’t stop my own. I groan as I come into my pants, not giving a fuck. I close my eyes, trying to keep control of myself. This woman has no idea how much she owns me. She thinks I’m calling the shots. That I’m the one in control.

Little does she know. She has it all.

4

MACKENZIE

Itry and catch my breath. I let go of Victor’s lip, not realizing that I’d bitten him. I lick my lips as he pulls back to look down at me. God, he is so handsome. He is everything I try to stay away from. Yet, here I am, married to him. Clinging to him as if my life depends on it. I reluctantly make myself drop my hands away from him.

“That was-”

“Only the beginning.” He cuts me off as he sits up. I watch as his hands do quick work tying my bikini bottoms faster than I usually do and making sure my swimsuit is as it should be. I can’t believe I just did that. My eyes trace over him. I can’t believe I want to do it again. “Get out of that head of yours.”

I sit up, rolling my eyes at him. “I can’t get out of my own head.”

He grabs me. I don’t fight him as he puts me next to him, tucking me right into his side.

“You can.” His hand drifts up and down my arm. My head rests partly on his chest. “You need to relax.”

“That’s what I was doing before you got here,” I huff. I turn my head to smell his shirt, unable to help myself.

“No you weren’t.” How does he know what I was doing? “Relax,” he says again. My eyes drift closed. My body is still humming from the orgasm he gave me. For a moment I wonder why I continue fighting this at all. My body actually relaxes into his.

I jerk a moment later with my eyes flying open. I sit up. The sun is setting but what’s more surprising is that I’m all over Victor. I’m not just talking about my arm or head resting on him. I’m on top of him, spread out with every part of me touching him.

“I took a nap?”

Victor adjusts my bikini top, righting it for me. “You were out for an hour or so.” His fingers slide across my skin. I lick my lips. My whole body starts to heat. My hips move on their own. I’m straddling him. I must have done it in my sleep.

“I don’t nap.” I rest my hands on his chest, letting my fingers play with the buttons of his shirt. I suddenly feel shy. There is no hiding that my body wants him. When I move again I rub against his hard cock. His hands grab my hips, stopping me.

“You’ve got to stop that. I can only take so much. I only have so much self-control.”

My whole face heats. Was I humping him in my sleep? I drop down onto him, burying my face into his neck. His hands run up my back. The thought of staying like this forever quickly crosses my mind before I shut it out.

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