Page 79 of The Exception

“Technically, you are my husband. And by the terms of our agreement, I’m only allowed to have sex with you.”

I chuckled. “Which section was that outlined in?”

She slapped my chest, and my dick twitched in response. She smirked. “Mm. You liked that.”

“I—” Before I could answer, she ground against me again.Fuck.I gripped her hips. “Stop trying to distract me, wife.”

“But it’s so much fun, husband.” There was a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“I, um—” I cleared my throat. “I’ve never had sex without a condom.”

“Neither have I. Not that I’ve been with anyone in quite a while.” I shouldn’t have been as pleased by the thought as I was.

Was she suggesting what I thought she was? My dick twitched, and she groaned, grinding herself against me.

“I want you inside me,” she whispered into my ear, still rocking against me. “I’m on birth control.”

I couldn’t believe what she was offering me. It wasn’t something I took lightly, but the idea of fucking her bare was…oh god. I didn’t know if I had it in me to resist.

“I want that too,” I said, cupping the back of her neck. “But are you sure?”

“Yes,” she said with zero hesitation.

Maybe I hadn’t completely fucked up. If she was willing to honor me with her body, maybe I could earn her trust once more.

I gripped my cock at the base, positioning it at her entrance. “Last chance to back out.”

“I don’t want an out,” she said, repeating the words she’d said to me on our wedding day. And then she sank down on me, and I let out a strangled cry. Oh god. My entire body quivered with delight. She felt so good, especially as she began to ride me, taking control anew.

“Fuck yes,” I rasped, my hands on her breasts, her back, her ass. I slid my hand up her spine, gathering her hair and loosely wrapping it around my fist.

She slid her hands to my wrists, guiding my hands to her back. I leaned forward and kissed her neck, drinking her in. Then I worked my way down to her nipple, sucking it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip until she was crying out.

“Keep going.” I gave her ass a playful slap. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

She gripped my chin, hard. “If you can be this passionate, sensual man in private, then you can show some emotion in public.” Her skin was flushed with color. She was mad. She was turned on. She was… Oh fuck. She was going to push me over the edge.

I felt everything all at once, and it was too much.

I rolled us so I was on top. I grabbed her hands, interlocking our fingers. She was giving me so much of herself, I found myself wanting to give her something in return. “Maybe I want everyone to believe I’m a cold, heartless billionaire.”

She locked her legs around my hips, pulling me closer. Our movements were aggressive, angry even. “Why?”

I got the feeling that she was genuinely confused. And that she was trying to understand.

“Maybe it’s because that’s what I truly am.” Sweat dripped down my forehead as I tried to hold back. Tried to wait for her to climax first.

I reached between us, teasing her clit with my thumb. I watched her expression, listened to the sounds she made, determined to learn what gave her pleasure. I ducked my head, sucking one nipple then the other between my lips. She writhed on the sheets, clawing my back with her nails.Fuck,that felt good. So good.

“You don’t really believe that, do you?” She rocked so she was on top once more. She peered down at me from her position, her hair dusting my pecs, her glorious body on display for me.

I cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples, hoping to distract her from her questions. She’d already broken through so many of my walls, I was afraid to let her in further. Afraid if I did, everything would come crashing down.

I covered her lips with mine, silencing her with my mouth, my hands, my cock. But she wouldn’t let it go.

She met my eyes, the calm in the storm. Her body was slick with sweat, and the room echoed with the sounds of our pleasure. “Maybe it’s not everyone else who needs convincing. It’s you.”

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