“That’s what I know.” I wrapped my hand around his cock as he stood, stroking him, tipping my head while he shook his.
“Not like this,” he told me in his usual commanding tone.
“Then how?”
With the same savage grin I’d grown to adore, he did two things at once.
He pulled me off the tub bottom and into his arms, the move forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.
After that, he pulled us down into the water.
CHAPTER 23
Donatello
As I pulled Emmeline on top of me, I gauged her sincerity by the glimmer in her eyes. When I ripped out the tie holding her hair in a ponytail, she gasped as if I’d caused her injury.
“Now it’s my turn to be in charge. From here on out you’ll follow my every command.”
“You just think I will,” she cooed.
“Oh, I know you will. Unless you want your bottom reddened every day. Come to think of it, not a bad idea.” As a little reminder, I pulled her from the water, cracking my hand across her bottom three times.
“Oh, you’re such a bastard.”
“I am.” I repeated the move, enjoying the shocked look on her face almost as much as the act itself. My fingertips were already tingling, electric sensations rocketing through me.
So I did it again, this time with a more brutal smack than before.
“Ouch. I haven’t done anything wrong. At least recently.”
“Recently being the key word. Since this is our wedding night, I’ll need to start your weekly spanking regime.”
“Oh, no, you don’t. You’re not going to spank me weekly.”
I cracked my palm against her bottom once again and this time, we both sloshed water onto the floor. Afterward, I rubbed my jaw. “You’re right. How silly of me. Daily.” I added another two, all while my desire was burning hotly, so much so I feared the water would begin to boil.
Her nose turned up, her eyes pinpoints of prickling light. “That’s not going to happen.”
“Well, I do realize it will take you some time to get used to it, but I’ll learn to have patience all while marking your lovely bottom.”
“Not happening,” she purred.
I’d be damned if the woman wasn’t tempting both the beast curled inside as well as the devil himself. Talk about taking risks.
Her family would never go for allowing me into a permanent role within the family. Granted, Baptiste had talked about utilizing my loyalty in an alliance with another crime syndicate years before. I’d known what he’d meant and had been eager and willing to step up should he have asked. This wasn’t the same.
At least not in my mind.
“Mmmm…” She slipped her arms around my shoulders while shifting back and forth across my already aching cock.
“My little troublemaker,” I whispered and continued enjoying the quiet moment shared between us.
I had to be asking for a bullet to the brain.
Marriage? The concept was something I’d never wanted.
Not once.
