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Isabella’s bites her lip because she thinks I’m going to stroke her to another fever. Only, I grip her calf and drag her body closer to the jet.

“Whoa,” she moans.

Pulling her to a seated position, her legs hanging off the side, I cup her bottom so her cunt is right up against the jets.

“Wait,” she urgently tries to stop me.

“No. Take it.”

Our heads press together, the up-close glance at her taking pleasure looks so fucking erotic.

“How does that feel?”

Breathing heavily, she moans, “Oh God. Oh God.”

“Put your arms around my neck,” I demand low and throaty.

With my free hand, I increase the pressure on her ass to feel the jets stronger.

She pulls away, but I hold her ass tighter. “Don’t come yet. Hold on. It will feel so fucking good.”

Her head dips back and I feel her ass muscles contract like she’s fucking the jet. Letting the pulses massage her clit. “So good. Damn you.”

“Aye,” I say gravelly. Watching my wife get off is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

I feel like I’m growing as a man, giving pleasure, not just obsessed with receiving it. The act of selflessly making my wife come like this makes me feel powerful.

“Kieran, I can’t take it. Please let me come.”

I kiss her roughly, stroking my tongue with hers. Holding her ass, I notch my finger into the seam. Tapping on her ring of muscles, I feel my index finger slide right in, the water is so slick. “Tell me to stop,” I groan against her lips. “Do you like this?”

“God, that feels so good. Don’t stop. Please… Please…”

“Come for me, baby. Come with my finger in your ass.”

Her muscles explode, off the charts. I feel the contraction around my finger. Fuck, how it will feel to fuck her like this? Next… My cock is pulsing against my thigh.

Watching her come made me come.

Isabella wants independence, but something else tells me she wants to be mine. She wants to be kept safe. I want a woman I can fuck the way I need to.

We both might have won the lottery here.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Isabella

Kieranwantsbabiesandobedience. And I want fidelity and to finish my degree. As my skin thrums with pleasure from the first night with him, I just arrived at where those two worlds intersect. Unless I do something drastic and demand to be let out of this marriage, I have to give Kieran a child. My options are limited, but those options include living on the run my whole life, where I’ll be hunted.

This…

This incredible pleasure, with a promise to have it any time I want, is messing with my head. If nothing else, Kieran can be bargained with. He’s a savage on the street, but he’s been decent to me. Strict, sure. I’m the enemy’s daughter living under his roof. The more obedient I am, the more he’ll give me. In time.

And if he falls in love with me…

Then he can be talked into letting me have some kind of life beyond pushing out babies.

But what if I fall in love with him first and he breaks my heart?

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