“I got Paolo to arrange something,” I reply. I didn’t expect her to pack me a change of clothing. She’s my wife, not my servant. Besides, what I want from her doesn’t involve clothing. In fact, the fewer clothes, the better.
“Mr. Caraldi!” a woman’s voice greets me as I stick my head through the curtains. “You should be lying down. Doctor wants you in for observation for the night. I must insist—”
“I’m going home,” I reply, glancing around for Paolo, who hurries forward with a bag. She tries to splutter an objection, but I cut her off. “It’s been over a day since I fucked my wife, and that’s not good. She gets cranky when she’s horny. We wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt, now, would we?”
There’s an outraged squawk from Emma behind me, and I grin.
“See what I mean?”
The nurse stares in alarm as I return to the curtained area, hurriedly dressing in a pair of simple sweats and sneakers before reaching for Emma’s hand.
“I can’t believe you said that!” She’s outraged, but the pink of her cheeks speaks of more than simple anger.
She’s horny, all right.
“Let’s get out of here,” I tell her, striding toward the exit where a car is waiting. Paolo will attend to any admin issues, meaning I can get her home so that we can be alone.
The SUV doesn’t offer the luxury of a partition between the driver and us, and our trip is completed in silence. I’m pretty sure that Emma’s thoughts are similar to mine, though, judging from the furtive glances she keeps throwing me and the erratic breaths she keeps taking.
By the time we reach the penthouse suite, I’m grateful for the loose fit of my sweatpants. I’m pretty sure my cock is hard enough to cut glass.
“Out,” I snap at the men standing guard in the front hall. They’re barely out of sight before I’ve grabbed Emma’s arm and spun her to face me. She stumbles slightly as I push her back against the wall, pinning her there with my body.
“Raoul!” she chokes out a second before my mouth closes over hers. Small hands flatten over my chest, fluttering a moment until her fingers curl into the fabric of my shirt. The kiss leaves my blood steaming, my breath rasping as I take her in like a starving man.
“Fuck,” I exhale when I finally raise my head. She’s staring at me, kiss-swollen lips still slightly parted.
“Oh…” she breathes out. I trace my thumb along her plump bottom lip, and she flicks her tongue out against it.
“You were worried about me,” I smirk.
“No. I was—”
“Worried,” I persist as I slide a fingertip along the neckline of her dress. It’s crisp white cotton. Some sort of wraparound design that fastens at her waist with a loosely tied belt. I tug it free, and the fabric falls away from her. Full tits heave, overflowing the cups of her white lace bra. It’s probably wishful thinking, but I swear she seems more lush and ripe every time I touch her.
“Oh, God,” she groans when I cup both her breasts in my palms.
“Look how perfectly you fit into my hands,” I murmur, staring down at them.
“Raoul, you shouldn’t…” She bites her lips when I pinch a plump nipple.
“Shouldn’t what, Buttercup?”
“You should be resting. The nurses…” Her face darkens, and I grin.
“The nurses you scared away?” I lean in toward her ear. “Were you jealous, little wife?” I take her earlobe between my teeth and graze the velvety flesh.
“No…” She groans. Her hands are on my chest again.
“Not jealous?” I tease, letting my lips slide down her neck.
“I told you…” Her throat moves as she swallows. “We had a deal. You don’t fuck around while I’m wearing this ring.”
I chuckle against her skin.
“Baby, there’s no chance of that. You’ve ruined me for everyone else. Now, I’m only turned on by bad-assed blondes with filthy mouths and filthier minds. With tattoos on their throats.” I nip the ink. “And if you’re honest with yourself, you’ll admit you feel the same way.”
“Bullshit,” she says, though there’s gooseflesh rippling over her skin. I dip my head to take a puckered nipple into my mouth, sucking it through the lace. Her hands fist into my hair, her back arching. When I slip my fingers beneath the pristine lace of her panties, she jerks like she’s been shocked.
