Page 34 of Wicked Reign


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“Before what? Are you going to hit me Ike?”

“Ike?”

“…What’s Love Got to Do With It?” Her head titled and she frowned up.

“Never seen it, but no, I’m not going to hit you. I’m going to fuck you sideways in front family and friends….so if you don’t want them to see it happen, you’ll get up. You’ll obey me like you promised in our wedding vows.”

“You wouldn’t dare…”

I took a breath and licked at my lips. Goddamn this woman could test the patience of God himself. But she wasn’t dealing with God, she was dealing with a very pissed off Italian man. My hand reached out and I gripped her toned bare fleshed arm, and I hustled her to the very back where there was nothing but a bathroom large enough for two people.

The lights in the bathroom flickered when I turned them on. Diamond was rubbing her skin where I’d grabbed her arm.

“I’m sorry,” I said gently.

“No, you’re not,” she looked up.

I couldn’t take it not one moment longer. My hands gripped her and pulled her in close. She smelled so damn good. Of course, she fought the embrace.

“Diamond, stop it,” I whispered.

“No, you stop it.”

“I’m going to fuck you now, Tesoro,” I whispered again. “I’ve waited such a very long time. I’ve had the patience of a saint.”

Diamond’s arms managed to wedge in between us. It created a divide between our bodies. “I don’t want to.”

I smirked and my fingers began to undo the zippers and buttons on the pants she’d chosen to wear. My hand entered into her panties, and I found her to be a liar once again. She was wet for me the way she always was.

“It’s the altitude…”

This woman lived in goddamn denial. There was no other way to explain it. She could never just bring herself to admit she wanted to fuck me as badly as I wanted to fuck her. But now that we were somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean, she couldn’t run.

She wouldn’t even be able to scream.

Unzipping my own pants, I eased my dick out. He was veined and strained, splotches of purple appearing because of how much blood had suddenly been diverted. The plane seemed to bounce with turbulence and instantly her hands went to my shoulders.

“Take off your pants, Tesoro,” I whispered, stroking my shaft.

Diamond’s eyes had followed the movements of my hands. From base to tip and her mouth was parted.

“I don’t think I should,” she whispered but was already pulling them down and stepping out.

“Good girl,” I told her. “Now get down on your knees, Diamond. I won’t ask you but just this once. Otherwise, when we arrive tonight, I’ll have to punish you.”

She obeyed and slapped my hands away from my dick. She went to work immediately and began to slap my dick against her tongue. Diamond was too stubborn to admit she’d missed having my dick in her mouth, but I wasn’t.

“Fuck, Tesoro….your mouth…it’s haaaevvennn,” I breathed out.

She looked up at me, her eyes had glazed over. Diamond was in the zone, and I wanted to spill in her warm mouth right then and there.

My cock was disappearing in and out of her mouth. The delicate pink color she had coated her lips in had started to smear.Erotic. It was the only way to describe it.

Pulling out of her mouth, my hands threaded their way through her hair. Yanking her to her feet, we starred at each other long and hard. The intensity of our stare was electric. I could feel it making goosebumps along both our bodies.

“Tesoro,” I whispered running my other hand down the side of her face. “Don’t make a sound.”

Whirling her body, I slammed her into the small sink of the jet. Our gaze refocused on one another after meeting in the mirror. Diamond began to bite her lip and just that was too much. Swiftly, I entered her body. She whimpered and it sounded like a wounded kitten; the noise was music to my ears. I slid out of her; she was wet.