Page 54 of Tarnished Vow

“And that wasn’t even the worse of it,” shaking her head, she walked around me, clipping her hair up before walking into the shower.

Running my hand over my jaw. Should I go in? I couldn’t do anything if she slipped out here.Fuck it.

Pushing my boxers down, I followed her in. She turned, surprised.

Damn, flushed cheeks suit her.

“I thought you were supervising?”

“I am,” taking a step closer, “but you also asked if I could help.”

That cute little frown of hers.

“Only use that body wash, not that one. And not that loafer, it’s too hard on my skin.” She pointed to the side before turning back around, standing under the shower, leaning on the tiles.

Taking a broken breath while I watched the water run down her back. Fuck the loafers. I was using my hands.

How slowly could I drag this out? Rubbing her shoulders, the small moan from her lips made my dick harder.

I slowly worked down her back, reaching her ass. I couldn’t stop myself from squeezing her as I kneeled.

My dick was fucking aching. I’d never needed sex like this before.

She parted her legs as I worked down her thigh, making sure to not go too high. The first time I touch her; it won’t be like this.

It was going to be near impossible to let her shower by herself now. She turns to face me, but her foot slips.

I go to grab her, but I’m too late as she falls on to me.

“Fuck, are you okay?” Holding her tightly to me. I had one job.One fucking job.

“Your hands are too relaxing,” she mumbled into my chest. Not pulling away from me. She moved her arm around my neck and looked at me. “I’m sorry.”

She is okay. I held her to my chest as I stood up.

“You have to sign that merger again. I had that agreement removed.” I pushed the wet hair from her face.

“Why…I thought?—”

“Have you seen me with anyone else? Between raising my five siblings, having Nik who is like a needy partner and running a global criminal organization. I spend every other moment with you.” I traced her bottom lip with my thumb. “Since the second you walked into my life, I’ve only treated you as mine. When you’re my wife, I’m fucking you. And only you.”

I lowered my mouth to hers. “And I’m really fucking tired of not kissing you.”

Love was a weak word for what I felt for her.

She consumed me. Without her I didn’t exist, nor did I fucking want to.

It was a deep burning, all mind consuming need. She was my oxygen. And I was tired, so fucking tired of being deprived of her.

Every smile, every laugh, every adorable pout belonged to me.

“Will you please, for the sake of this family, stop letting men sleep with Maddy?” Bastion gestured at the table, “Unprovoked assault on the average working class man has increased by half. Restaurants have put up bulletins.”

Rolling my eyes. “You’re lying Bastion.”

“I’m not.” he showed me a picture on his phone. “See, that is a map with hotspot areas, and this is a public fucking notice about the sudden increase in unprovoked attacks.”

I shrugged.

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