Page 76 of His Tesoro

Her brow furrowed and she met my gaze with her bright blue eyes. “I invited them in.” Her voice was soft, hesitant. “They didn’t want to come at first, but I said it was okay. Was that wrong?”

I hated the unsure look on her face. She should never feel unsure about anything when she was in my arms.

“No. You didn’t do anything wrong.” I sighed as I placed another kiss on her forehead.

“But you didn’t like them being here.” It was a statement, not a question.

I said nothing in response.

“Okay,” she said, a tight smile on her lips.

“Okay what?” I asked.

“I won’t have them in here anymore. I’m sorry it made you uncomfortable. I just… It’s empty here when you’re gone. But that’s fine.”

I hated the way she was forcing a smile onto her face, hated the way she averted her eyes as if she was ashamed.

I wouldn’t have it.

I gripped her chin again and forced her to meet my gaze. “You don’t apologize,” I gritted out. “You should have told me you were lonely.”

“But that’s not your problem,” she said.

When would she realize that everything that had to do with her was my problem? No, my honor to fix.

“You’ll come to work with me tomorrow,” I announced. “Your guards can come inside the apartment, but only if you invite them. And you will tell me if any of them does anything to make you upset or uncomfortable.”

I picked her up, supporting her weight with one hand under her ass and the other around her waist. I managed to wrap the gift bag around my hand. I wanted to change out of my suit and I wasn’t about to spend another second away from her.

She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her lips pressing a soft kiss to my skin.

“But tesoro?” I said as I walked into my bedroom. Our bedroom, because she wasn’t about to sleep in the fucking guest room ever again. “If they ever eat my baked goods, made for me by my wife, I can’t be held responsible for their murder.”

Sofiya giggled as I gently laid her down on the bed. I leaned over her with a scowl. She wasn’t taking my threat seriously enough.

“Don’t worry. As if I’d let them do that.” She pulled me down for a kiss—the second one she had initiated today—and something in my chest softened. “Now, get changed so I can cuddle with you.”

My cock twitched at her demand. I cocked an eyebrow. “Is that how you speak to your husband?”

Her cheeks flushed and she ran her hand through my hair. “I think he might like it.”

I growled, pressing my face into her neck. Her skin was so soft, and she smelled like sugar and vanilla. She giggled and pushed me off her. “Change first unless you want me to trap you on this bed in your suit.” Her fingers trailed down my tie as if she wasn’t sure she wanted to let me go.

“I have a better idea.” I pulled away from her just enough to strip off my clothes, tossing my tie across the room. Then I peeled off her clothes as if unwrapping a present, savoring every new inch of skin that was revealed.

“You’re full of good ideas today,” she teased.

“So you’ll come to work with me?” I kissed a line down her neck and chest until I reached her soft stomach. I licked and kissed it, paying extra attention to the area after she’d shared her insecurities.

She squirmed a bit, but didn’t push me away. “Oh, I have a choice, do I?”

“No,” I gritted out.

She just hummed and nudged my head lower. I grinned, loving her unexpected confidence.

“What’s in the bag?” she asked, excitement in her voice.

“Something for us to try out.” I continued moving down her body until I was level with her pussy, and then I dove in.

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