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by
Jessa Wilder
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January 17 - January 20, 2025
My brother clears his throat. “So who are we stalking?” “My future wife.”
She is captivating me with her clear green eyes, pulling me in like I’m a planet and she’s my sun. I’ll gladly spend my days orbiting around her.
The only thing stopping me from owning her body is knowing that the second I break the kiss, she’ll flee. I need her to be tied to me, irrevocably mine. I’m not a patient man, but I’ll wait for her. Show her that we’re meant to be. That she’s the piece of my soul that’s missing and I’m the armor she desperately needs.
“Poor girl’s going to be pissed.” “Wife. My wife is going to be pissed at me.” I smirk, loving the way that sounds.
“Have you grown tired of living, Carter? I can fix that for you,” Damon asks him, his voice barely above a whisper, somehow making it worse.
“Listen to me. There isn’t a place where I am that you don’t belong beside me.”
“No one’s ever going to make you do anything you don’t want to do, Misty. Never again. I promise you that.”
“Then crawl to me. Show me how good you can be.” Every ounce of feminism evaporates from my mind. I’ll be a feminist tomorrow.
“Please tell me you just bought an airline so your wife will hang out with you?”
The sweet scent of smoke and cologne fills my nose milliseconds before Damon’s arm wraps possessively around my waist. His voice is a dark warning when he says, “Watch how you speak to my wife.”
She’s so fucking perfect. “Fuck, I love it when you’re all stabby. Feel free to try.”
“I’m so fucking gone for you.”
“Patience. I haven’t had my breakfast yet.” His words send a shiver down my spine, goose bumps following after his descent between my thighs. He runs his nose over me and takes a deep breath. “Fuck, wife. I’m going to eat you every morning.”
I stroke her hair off her face and kiss her temple. “Get some rest. I’ll wake you up when it’s time to go again.” “Again?” “You didn’t think you’d get away without a punishment, did you? I’m going to keep making you come until you beg me to stop. Until I’ve wrung every last ounce of pleasure out of you. Then I’m going to make you come again.”
