I turn to him. He’s staring at me with a predatory gaze. I step over to the bed and lie down. My body sinks into the mattress. I’m ready to jump his bones, but knowing I can’t bolt in the morning and never see him again has me pausing. He never said I had to have sex with him as part of the deal, but I know I’ll be lucky to last a week, let alone a month, without sex.
He shifts over to me. Once his body is flush against mine, I turn my back to him and back my ass further into his groin. I receive a growl in response. He pulls me closer until his hard dick is pressing against my ass.
I press my lips together to suppress a moan. I’m wet and ready, but today has been exhausting. He lifts his head and presses a kiss on my neck, then my shoulder, making me shiver.
“Night, Viper.”
He doesn’t complain, instead pulls me further into him.
“Night, wifey.”
SIX
CHOKING ON JEALOUSY
Viper
My alarm rings,but I don’t want to move, as I’ve woken up with a raging hard-on. “What’s your alarm set for?” my little temptress asks.
Damn!I pry myself away from her and roll over. I snatch up my phone and turn off the alarm.
“Me and Rage go for a run,” I say as I shuffle off the bed and adjust myself.
She sits up while I make my way to my wardrobe and pull out the drawer to grab a pair of shorts.
“I’m coming!” she says.
I smile. I’m going to enjoy watching her run.
Sophie’s out of bed and bent over her suitcase. Her short nightdress has lifted, showing the edge of her ass, which makes me curse. This isn’t helping my dick at all, so I turn away, pull a War Brothers MC shirt out, and pull it over my head. As much as I want to admire her body, I need to settle the fuck down. “I’ll meet you downstairs,” I tell her over my shoulder as I leave the room.
When I get downstairs, Rage is sitting at the dining table waiting for me. “Are you ready?” he asks.
I shake my head. “We’re waiting on my wife.”
His brows lift high. “Sophie’s coming?”
“Apparently.”
He chuckles. “How long is she going to take?”
I shrug. “Let’s just hope she doesn’t have to apply her twenty-step skincare routine to her face.”
His head tilts. “Her what?”
“Don’t worry… I hope not too long. She looked like she was getting changed as I was leaving the room.”
“Do we go slow today or…?”
“How about we just match her pace,” I answer.
“I’m ready.” Sophie is jogging down the stairs. I greedily devour her body as she ties her long blonde hair up. She’s wearing short black shorts with a white strip down each side that show every curve, like her luscious hips and those long lean legs. She’s wearing a matching black sports bra, which has a matching white stripe around the under-boob band.
When Sophie reaches us, there’s a teasing smile at the corner of her lips. I slowly circle her but stop when I see the shorts cup each cheek of her ass. “What are these?” I pull the material out of her ass, and when I let go it flings back into place. They’re fucking hot and show off the curves of her delicious ass.
“Scrunch-bum shorts,” she says matter-of-factly.
I look up to see Rage’s head inching to the side as he tries to get a peek—not that I can blame him.
