“Thank you for today.”
He gives me a half-smile and rakes a hand through his hair. “Your Dad’s an asshole.”
I peer at the ground and laugh a little. “I’m sorry about that. I should have warned you beforehand. He’s full on.” I shrug. “In his own twisted way, he wants what’s best for me.” I flinch… that came out wrong.
“I get it… I do… just print me out that contract so I can prove to the both of you I was never interested in the money.”
I pause and clasp my hands in front of me. “What were you interested in then?”
“Everything,” he says, smiling. “You own your own business, you’re driven, you’re confident… and the sass…” He laughs. “I love all the sass. And look at you”—his eyes flicker over me—“you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
I’m blushing… like bright red, hot cheeks. Giddy excitement rushes through me. I place my hands on my cheeks, attempting to cool them down. “You’re biased… you’re my husband.”
His smile is amplified. “Say that again.”
“You’re my husband.”
His eyes turn dark. His lips slightly part as his tongue creeps out and runs slowly along his bottom lip. I can’t take my eyes off him.All muscly, sweaty. I peer down at his crotch, where his dick is bulging against his shorts… Andhorny.
He hasn’t even kissed me yet and I’m squeezing my thighs against one another to restrict the throb. I stand, then step over to him. He gives me one of his seductive grins. I wrap my arms around him to pull him down to me and kiss him.
His lips are soft and delicious, and our bodies mold together. His hands land on my lower back, then wander to my hips and grip tightly as his kiss deepens when he pushes onto my lips harder. I open my mouth, granting him entry, tilting my head to get better access. When our tongues meet, he groans, and it sends shockwaves to my core.
Our tongues lap and roll, finding the perfect tempo. I thread my fingers through his hair as he presses his groin into my lower stomach, his erection hard. I pull back an inch. “Take me,” I whisper against his lips.
He pulls away as I struggle to get air into my lungs. His tongue snakes out and he licks his bottom lip. “You taste so sweet.” His voice is a caress against my skin, making me shudder. All that’s going through my head right now isdick… dick… dick…
With hooded eyes, he says, “Stay married to me.” He lowers his hand and grabs his cock. “And then you can have all of me.” All of him is huge, and I do… I want all of him… Poisonous thoughts filter through my mind:I can lie… I can stay married for one extra day… one extra week…But that’s not me. I’m not a liar. I’ve always been honest, and I don’t want to go against my own morals, even though there’s a devil on my shoulder saying, “Just this once.”
“Fuck you” is on the tip of my tongue, but I swallow it and turn my back to him and walk back over to the bed and sit down. I blow out a series of short breaths to gain control as I try to ease the frustration in my mind and the tension in my body. He studies me and chuckles, wanders over to his wardrobe, grabs some clothes out, and leaves.
I take my phone out and call Piper.
“Hello,” she answers. “How’s life with the biker?”
I suck in a sharp breath and release my anger. “Viper’s cockblocking me. He won’t have sex with me until I promise to stay longer or stay married to him or whatever the hell he wants from me. What a joke! At this point, when I leave here, I’ll be a virgin again and my hymen will have grown back over.”
There’s a second of silence before a burst of laughter.
“It’s not funny!”
Still laughter… I wait until she stops, mentally slapping myself for allowing Viper to have this much control over my emotions.
“Usually, it’s the woman using sex against the man, not the other way around. I can’t wait to meet this guy. He sounds hilarious.”
“Well, I can assure you he’s not,” I clip out.
“He’s got you in a tailspin, that’s for sure… On the other hand, I think you’re freaking out that he wants to spend more time with you.”
“I’m not freaking out!”
“Yes, you are! You’re a control freak, so you never have to get too close. It’s why you have two phones and sometimes make up a false name if the guy doesn’t know who you are. You’ve always known you could get any guy you want. And now the one man you really want won’t give it up. You got to admit… it’s funny… He’s your karma.”
I let out a long, exaggerated groan, making her chuckle. “And he’s so hot. It’s not fair. When he kisses me… I just want to rip his clothes off. That deep voice… those full lips… that literal rock-hard muscled body, and his dick is massive. He has a perfect dick to go with his stupid perfect body and his stupid perfect face.”
“Oh, stop it,” she jokes, “you’re making me horny!”
That makes me laugh. The door widens and my jaw drops. Viper struts inside wearing gray sweatpants. GRAY FUCKING SWEATPANTS! That bulge has me rubbing my thighs togetheragain! “I’ve got to go,” I say in a tight voice and hang up.
