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Who knew the hard-nosed billionaire tycoon who once intimidated me would be so sentimental? I smile. I did. At least, I figured it out somewhere along the way to falling madly in love with him. And now Henry Wolf is all mine.
“Abbi, if it were up to me, we’d be driving to the courthouse from the tarmac as soon as we land, and I’d be fucking my wife by nightfall.”
“No one but me will ever taste you again, Abbi,” he purrs, his voice vibrating deep within me.
“I want to hear you, Abbi.” His fingers clamp down over my nipples, just shy of the point of pain. “I want everyone to hear how fucking good my cock feels, how much you love having it inside you.”
He pulls free and then does something unexpected by slipping a finger between my legs, coating it in a mixture of us. He holds it against my lips. With a grin, I open my mouth and suck hard, tasting the saltiness. A sexy smirk curls Henry’s lips. “How far my innocent little farm girl has come.”
“But that’s not what Abbi wants, and I will give her whatever she wants as long as in the end, she’s my wife.”
“Where’s your ring? Having regrets about marrying me already?” he says lightly, but I don’t miss the edge in his voice. “It’s on the bedside table.” I lay another kiss against his skin. “And don’t be silly.” He turns in my arms so we’re facing each other, our bare, slick chests pressed together. “Are you sure?” In his bright blue eyes, I see concern. It’s almost laughable, given it was me who was worrying about Henry having regrets just last week. I stretch onto my tiptoes until I can skate my lips against his. “Yes, I’m sure.”
“You have commanded my attention without pause since that interview video. I lied and manipulated to get you to Alaska as my assistant, I risked my entire future because I couldn’t stay away from you, I came back even after you shattered my heart.”
“I feel like I’m on a fucking leash, and I don’t even care. There isn’t a woman out there who has ever tethered me like this.” His voice turns gruff. “You own me, Abbi. Everything that I have and am is yours, and that will never change. That, I can promise you.”
“Because I’ve already had everything else, and none of it feels a fraction as good as you do.”
“No, Alice is the main character. Becca Taylor got Alice.” She sneers at the girl’s name. “Do we not like Becca Taylor?”
“Oh, I can help with that! I’ve been practicing.” Violet takes a deep breath and declares in a shrill, slightly British accent, “Off with their heads!” Henry pauses midconversation to frown at his daughter. Despite everything, I laugh.
“Nothing.” I shoot a glare at Ronan. “What did Dyson want?” He reclaims his spot on the couch, lifting my legs to drape over his lap. “To tell me that my acquisition of Luxury Travel Magazine is underway. It’s a great marketing opportunity for Wolf Hotels.”
She reads the pass again and her face lights up. “That’s my birthday.” A soft expression unfurls on Henry’s face. “I know.” I hadn’t even thought of Violet’s birthday, so swamped with work and Christmas. But
