Page 76 of Papers Don't Lie

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“He’s part of this, Kai. It’s like not letting our kid next to us when we’re getting married,” she tells me, hugging Purple to her chest.

I don’t try to fight her because I know I don’t stand a chance, so I reach out to the dog and pat him on the head, making him wiggle his tail happily.

We go through the same ceremony with Purple tucked closely in her arms, sliding the rings onto each other's fingers. I look down at mine, surprised by the simplicity of it. It’s a thick ring, and I’m not surprised to notice the small purple detail on it. I smile at my wife.

One of my hands sneaks around the back of her neck while the other one finds its way on her hip, dragging her closer to me as our guests cheer.

Her palm lands on my chest, curling there for a second before she bats her lashes up to take a look at me. The freshly painted and round lips part open, her tongue grazing over the bottom one.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” we hear everyone shouting, and Esmeray takes a side glance at them, laughing in her chest. Purple barks, and she puts him on the ground, which is something he doesn’t appreciate judging by the way he jumps on our feet.

Their voices fade when I smash my lips onto hers, sucking a little bit too roughly like a desperate animal. She makes a sound that goes straight to my cock, lifting her arms to my neck and securing them there. Esmeray pushes into me, and I deepen our kiss, feeling her breasts gluing on my shirt. I’d kill to get the clothes from staying in our way, but she’s not ready for that, not when she doesn’t know herself yet.

I’m ready to wait as long as it takes.

Her tongue finds mine, sweeping along, while I pray to God when we break apart, my cock won’t be bulging in my pants.

She does something I wasn’t expecting—she catches my tongue between her teeth, sinking them deep until I’m almost sure they’ll draw blood.

We put some distance between us, breathless, and her forehead falls on mine.

“Tonight you won’t have to hurt yourself to keep your hands off me.” She hides behind a crimson blush, a knowing and seductive smile growing on her lips.

FORTY-ONE

ESMERAY

“What is taking you so long?” Kai asks from our bedroom while I struggle to put on the sexy lingerie Naveah gave me after the wedding.

She got me a black one, but I kind of wished it was purple, so I had to make some adjustments. I took material and made little bows everywhere, putting my mark on something that was not mine once again.

“I’m coming!” I announce, spraying one last spray of perfume on my skin before putting a towel around my body.

With shaky hands, I open the door and walk into the bedroom, where he’s waiting for me, stretched on the bed in his boxers. His gaze hungrily wanders over my body, zeroing in on every inch of my naked skin.

“Why aren’t you dressed?” he murmurs, his jaw twitching.

Kai straightens his back and throws his legs on the edge of the bed as I step closer, sneaking my way between his thighs. This actually takes a lot of courage to do, so I only talk when I’m sure my voice won’t shake.

“Who said I’m not dressed?” I ask and watch the way his eyes turn dark when I push him on his back. He props himself on his elbows, watching me. “I am, but not for what you think.”

“No?” He playfully quirks a brow, challenging.

For a second, I freak out, the age difference planting a bridge between us. The thought steals my breath, especially when my gaze lingers on his freshly shaved beard and the muscles on his body. What if he doesn’t want someone this young? He must have so much experience. He doesn’t want to be with a virgin.

“I’m a virgin,” I blurt out.

“I figured.” He nods, tilting his head at me. “Why are you telling me that?”

What did he say? Be myself and speak my mind? Well…

“Because I want you to take me, and I want to know if that’s going to be a problem for you,” I say in a breath, raising my chin in the air while I hold his gaze.

He’s quiet, not telling me anything with his mouth but touching places with his eyes. He lifts his torso a bit, stretching his hand and capturing the end of my towel with his fingers, looking me in the eye when he drags it down, and it drops to my knees.

Kai leaves his hands on my hips, his finger bumping on the lace lingerie I have on. I shiver, breathing hard while his palms explore my body. His hands travel from my hips, along with his eyes, touching the bows all the way to under my breasts, where he squeezes the bra up a bit.

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