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I know I probably looked like a lunatic, but at that moment I didn’t care. Raven was my fucking wife. Mine!

“I was just getting in the shower, Lennox. I didn’t want to lose them.” Raven explained, but I was unreasonable. I shook my head.

“Never.” I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth before kissing her hard. She whimpered when I pulled back. It was only our second kiss, and I was hooked already.

“O-ohkay.” Her eyes were still wide as she nodded in shock.

I kissed her hard once more, making sure I devoured her mouth. Raven threw her arms around my neck and sighed into my mouth. The same way she did when I kissed her at the church.

The little sound served to heat me up even more. I had to fuck Raven, and I had to do it right now at this exact moment. I needed to get all of the frustrations out of my system so that I could think clearly.

I shouldn’t have cared that she wasn’t wearing her rings, it shouldn’t have bothered me one bit that she wasn’t sleeping beside me on our wedding night, and it especially shouldn’t have gotten under my skin that she called another man’s name out in her sleep.

I was supposed to be mad at her. The pretty princess that takes everything that anyone says to her with a wilting smile and teary eyes. I wasn’t supposed to want her. But I did.

I lifted her up, so she straddled my hips, making sure she felt my hard dick as I rubbed against her stomach through the sheet. I had never been so glad that she was petite. Her small stature made it easy for me to pick her up and carry her around. I tugged her body up and slipped my hand into her thin panties to play with her clit before thrusting my hips upward so she could continue to feel my erection.

“Lennox!” Raven’s husky voice cried out when I began to circle my finger around her hard little nub.

“You’re wet for me, Princess. It’s my pussy already, and I haven’t even been formally introduced.” I chuckled darkly at the low groan Raven released.

It seemed that my wife was a freak. A few dirty words, and she was dripping all over my lap. I ripped the sheet away so that I could get closer to her heat. Raven gyrated on my lap, rubbing her wet pussy on my dick as I worked her clit with my fingers.

When the tiny pair of thongs got in my way, I snapped them off with a tug. I threw them on the floor without a second thought. I raised Raven up and held her up to hover over my pulsating erection.

“Do you want your husband’s big dick, Princess?” I smiled wickedly.

CHAPTER 9

RAVEN

“Do you want your husband’s big dick, Princess?” Lennox’s voice was rough, and the smile he wore was downright dangerous. But he was asking stupid questions.

If he didn’t give me his big, glorious, beautiful dick, I would be on the next episode ofSnapped.

“Give me the dick, Lennox.” I hardly recognized my own voice. It was the voice of a desperate woman. A wanton woman that would hurt the man beneath her if she didn’t get what she wanted. He had touched and teased me to the brink of insanity.

Lennox chuckled in that sexy way of his, and I knew I was in trouble. I know that I said I’d play nice with my new husband, but after he acted like a dick in the car, I was over it. I drowned my sorrows in glasses of mixed drinks and shots of whiskey. After dancing toSavage,it all went hazy.

I remember having a nightmare about Cullen McGregor calling me on my wedding day about types of desks for his offices. I dreamt that I cursed him out. I woke up on the couch with cotton mouth and smeared make-up. After brushing my teeth, cleaning off my make-up, and putting my hair up, I was ready for my shower, but I couldn’t get my dress off.

Now here I am, about to kill my new husband because he’s teasing me with his dick. I haven’t had sex in over eight months. My last boyfriend was a fuck boy who tried to use me for my money before cheating on me. The money thing had always been an issue, butwhohe cheated on me with shook me. So, after I kicked his ass to the curb, I decided to focus on building my company. I never really got over the cheating, though, so I had been accidentally celibate since.

And because of the lack of attention, my girl is starving for more than my trusty bullet, and Lennox Nash was about to be the meal she needed. The meal she deserved.

“You sure you’re ready for this dick, baby?” Lennox asked, his blue eyes growing serious. This question wasn’t teasing like the last one. I knew what he was asking. If we had sex, there was no turning back. We would be opening up a whole new door in our fake marriage.

Did I want that? Was I ready to deal with that? Was I ready to give my body to him?

“Yeah, I’m sure,” I answered him, quieting all of the questions running through my brain.

Lennox slid me down his hard waiting shaft, and I moaned as I took him in. My pussy flexed and rippled around his humongous dick. He groaned a primal sound when I began to work my hips in a circular motion.

His dick felt so good that I knew I was going to cum quick. I rocked back and forth, finding a comfortable rhythm when Lennox’s large hands wrapped around my waist.

He started to guide me with his hands. Pushing and pulling my body on top of his, driving me closer to the edge. His dick hit my g-spot with such precision that he was just three strokes in, and I exploded.

My body trembled, and sweat glistened on my skin, but Lennox didn’t stop. He continued to thrust up and pull me down in a steady rhythm. I sighed as I felt my body building back up. My hands went to his chest as I rode him like I was a lifelong equestrian.

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