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Grabbing two black ties, I tiptoe back to bed. The second the mattress dips, his eyes open and lock on me. Caught. “Stephanie.” His voice carries a warning. “Morning, hubby,”
shift higher up his body, straddling his chest. “What are you doing?” His voice is full of hunger. “Fucking some sense into my husband.”
“I really, really wouldn’t do this if I were you, love,” he warns. I grin down at him, nudging my pussy against his chin. “Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah. Really. Whatever you think this will achieve, you’re sorely mistaken. I’m not a man you tie up without consequence.”
“You don’t like me being in charge?” I roll my hips, dragging my aching pussy across his mouth. His groan rumbles against me. “No matter what you do, you’ll never be in charge. Not really. And we both know that isn’t what you need, really.”
“So… you don’t want your breakfast now?”
“Stephanie.”
“That’s a shame. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Didn’t they teach you that in med school in Dublin, Finn?”
“Just think—if I come to London with you, I can provide relief whenever you need it. Stress relief. You can tie me up, bend me over, and fuck every frustration out on me. Or…”
“You can leave me here. And I’ll come on every surface of this house without you. That would be a shame, wouldn’t it? Missing out on all of that. Missing out on me.”
reading a good book with one of those. Hmm. Maybe that will be fun.”
“All you have to do is agree to take me, Finn. Say the words, and I’ll sit on your face and let you taste what’s yours.” “This is cruel, baby.”
He hasn’t said the words—not yet. But I feel them. And I know. I love this man. “Oh, Finn…” I
“Stephanie. Pull those panties to the side and sit the fuck down,” he growls.
“You can come on my face, yeah.”
“Fine. Yes. My demanding wife. You can come to London with me. But you’ll follow every damn instruction. You won’t leave my side. And I’ll be taking you up on that offer of fucking every ounce of frustration out on you, even if I’m covered in blood. Do you hear me?”
understand.” I pause, savoring it. “Sir.” “Good. Now sit the fuck down,”
As he sucks on my clit, my toes curl. “Finn. I’m close.” “I know. But you’ve been a bad girl, and you don’t deserve to come like this, do you?”
“I–I can’t hold it.”
“You can, and you are. Because you’re my good girl,”
“Let me loose, and you can come as hard as you want, temptress.”
“You thought you could trick me into getting your own way?”
“I don’t get restrained, temptress. I do the restraining.” This is the man she wanted to unleash. Her laugh is breathless. “Maybe I like the punishment.” That noise fucking undoes me.
“Every mark, every bruise, every bite. You’ll carry them until you can never forget who you belong to.”
“Beg,” I order. Her moan vibrates through my hand. “Please, Finn. Please fuck me.”
I slam into her in one brutal thrust, burying myself to the hilt. Her scream rips the air, half pleasure, half surrender.
“Is this the man you wanted?” I grit out, biting her ear. “Yes—fuck—yes, Finn!” she cries, body trembling.
“You’re mine,” I whisper against her hair. “And I’ll never let you go. Even if I ruin you.”
“I’m yours to ruin, Finn. Do your worst,”
“We better get packed then, don’t you think?”
“I didn’t get invited to the wedding? I thought we got past this,” he says dryly.
“What’s your favorite food?” I ask softly. “Your pussy,” he answers flatly.
Def sonething my husband would say
“You’re perfect exactly how you are,” he says. “Don’t you dare say anything otherwise.”
“So, you don’t want me to be like one of the models you probably jerk off to?” I tease.
“Baby, I need something to grab hold of to fuck you thoroughly. These are staying. Your ass is staying. I want you exactly how you are.”
“If you even contemplate arguing with me on this, I’ll feed you every damn meal myself. Mouthful by mouthful. Got it?”
“No. I don’t even touch myself. I have no need. And now, the only time I will is if I’ve got a front-row seat of your ass so I can paint my cum all over your cheeks.”
“Noted. Want me to spread them apart, or…?” He groans low in his throat. “Not here, love. Not here.”
“Oh yeah? You still want to be Daddy Finn, huh?” His mouth finds my ear. “I’ve already started tracking your cycle, temptress. It’s not an if, it’s a when.” My eyes widen. “You… what?”
“So you know when I need extra chocolate strawberries, right?” “In approximately four days,”
“You better get all the action in before then, doctor.”
“Nothing can stop me from having you, love. We’ve established that the blood doesn’t faze me.”
“Do you want kids with me?” “Yes. But can you promise me something?” I lift my head to meet his eyes.
“That our kids will always be safe. That if something awful ever happens to us, your family will protect them. I don’t have anyone. I was abandoned, and I can’t face the idea of that happening to them.”
“Family is everything to me, temptress. I’d die for them. I’d die for you. And for our children? I’d rip my own heart out for them. You’ll never have to worry. Here, we stick together. Always.”
“Till death do us part, right?” My tears spill over, sliding down my cheeks. “You’ll always be safe with me,”
“And your heart is safe with me, Finn. I swear.”
“I still get to wear my pretty dress, right?” “Yes. My killer in red heels. You get to wear the dress.” His mouth brushes my ear. “And then I’ll rip it off you the second it’s over.”
“Your wife not only had a hit out on you twice, but she was also prepared to shoot Conan. I don’t think you are in any place to talk shit about my fuckin’ wife, Declan. Choose your next words very carefully.” My voice is low.
“I’m worried about you, Finn. You’ve changed recently.” “And that’s a bad thing? You want me to be a fucking robot that just kills people on your command? Is that it?”
