Kieran doesn’t reply, he just wraps his hand around mine, pulling me toward the garage. When we enter, my eyes go wide when I see the number of cars he has. Kieran doesn't let go of my hand until we're standing in front of a car that looks sleek. I don't know anything about cars, but this one looks as if it goes fast, making my hands tremble with nerves.
Kieran opens the door and I look up at him, not sure what I’m expecting. He drops my hand and commands, "Mia, get in the car."
Something about the way he commands me has me wanting to defy him or follow him, and I'm not always sure which way I'mgoing to go until it's time. I arch my brow, and he just gives me that sexy smirk once again, probably hoping that I'll challenge him, so he can punish me in some way.
I grin back at him and climb into the sports car. Kieran leans over saying, "Good Girl," then closes the door behind him, and I swear my panties are drenched. Watching him walk around the hood of the car, I can't help but feel my panties get even wetter, if that is even possible.
Kieran climbs in and starts the car, slowly backing out of the garage. I'm hypnotized by him the whole time. I know that I should try to get away from him, but I can’t seem to stop playing with fire. Because right now, all I can think about is what it might feel like to stay married to him.
I would never want for anything—it's obvious he has a ton of money. Though, would I be safe with him? I mean, he's in the Mafia, will people be after him? Not to mention that Mikhail will be coming afterme. Wouldit be safer for me to stay with him, or try to get away from him on my own?
Kieran suddenly presses on the gas, and we take off. My body slams against the back of the seat, the adrenaline rises, and a giggle bursts out of me. He looks over when the giggle comes out, smiling at me. "I told you, you would love this."
I roll my eyes at his comment and move my gaze back over to the scenery outside. You can feel the vibrations from the car, and it hits me in all the right places. Who knew I would love riding in a fast car?
Kieran speeds through the city until we're driving out to the country. If I thought he was driving fast before, he pushes the car to its limits and I can't help but laugh uncontrollably, squeezing the seat of the chair. I look over at him and he's grinning at my reaction.
"Eyes on the road, hotshot," I yell over the sound of the engine. I’m rewarded with a laugh from Kieran. And what a beautiful sound it is.
seventeen
Kieran
A laugh bursts from me when Mia tells me to keep my eyes on the road. Speeding through the roads and pushing the car toward its limits is the most fun I've had in a long time. Watching her embrace the adrenaline that only driving a fast car can give you, fuck, if I didn't already know that she was made for me, she just cemented it.
I begin to slow the car down as we approach the vista view—one of my favorite places—crossing my fingers that nobody is there. Mia looks out the window to a world filled with trees and windy roads. No houses or buildings in sight.
We drive for about ten more minutes, just coasting along the dirt road, when we near the place I want to take her.Passing the sign that tells you the turn off is coming, I slow down even more. Mia sits up, looking around as she mutters, "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see," I say as I pull into the parking lot. I stop in the spot that is closest to the edge of the cliff. I don't move to get out or anything, I just keep my eyes forward, looking out of the windshield.
From here, all you can see is stars and the tops of trees for miles. It’s places like this where you realize how big the world is, and how small you actually are. "It's beautiful here," Mia mutters next to me.
Placing my hand on her thigh, I quietly reply, "It is."
Neither of us says anything for a while or brings any attention to the fact that my hand is on her thigh. Since she didn't push my hand away, I kick it up a notch and begin to trace circles along the inside of her thigh. Mia spreads her legs, inviting me in. I don't sleep on it either, moving my hand higherand higher up her leg. She looks over at me, her eyes begging for me to touch her.
I keep my hand where it belongs, leaning over the console as my other hand wraps around her neck, and I crash my lips to hers. Mia's mouth opens up just as easily, allowing me to slip my tongue into hers. As I massage her tongue, her hands begin to frantically pull at my button down.
I've never been more thankful for leaving my suit jacket at home. I can feel her trying to unbutton my shirt, but when they don't come undone easily, she lets out a cute growl. Pulling away from her, I can't help but grin when I ask, "Do you need some help?"
"No," she sasses. She grips both sides of my shirt, pulling it apart as hard as she can, ripping it clean off my body.
"It's nice to see that you're as desperate for me as I am for you, wife," I tell her before smashing my lips back to hers, her hands exploring my chest.
Not being able to hold back any longer, my hands scoop under her ass, lifting her, and bringing her over to my lap. Our lips never leave one another as she straddles my waist. I know she can feel how hard I am for her, the same way I can feel the heat from her pussy.
She's still wearing my boxers, so I don't feel bad about what I do next. Pausing our kiss, I grip the flap in the boxers, ripping them wide open, exposing her beautiful pussy As it glistens in the moonlight.
"Fuck, that's all for me? I can't wait to taste it later," I tell her as I unbuckle my belt. I pull my pants down, my cock hitting my stomach.
Mia's eyes widen when she looks down at my cock. "Shit, I forgot how big you were."
"Don't worry, wife, it was made just for you," I tell her, my hands rubbing slowlydown her spine.
When she pushes her chest into me, I know I'm hitting one of her spots, and I make sure to take note.
"I'm ready for you to put your cock in me," she whispers as if what she's asking for is a secret, but nothing between us will be a secret. Mia is my wife—she was always meant to be my wife and willalwaysbe my wife.
