Page 31 of The Hollywood Billionaire's Fangirl Wife

She belonged to her husband, andoh...

The fullness of him took her breath away. All of this was just so new, so overwhelming, but oh so impossibly right, their bodies becoming one flesh, his hardness against her softness, and all she could do was sob his name out—

"G-Guy!"

Because her husband (oh, would she ever get used to calling him this?) had started to move, and each thrust made her feel hotter and fuller and softer. It made her feel all the fluttery things there was to feel, made her feel that yes, oh yes,this...

This was worth waiting for all her life, and when she heard him suddenly growl against her throat—

"Mine."

His hands gripped her hips hard as he pounded into her with an irresistible mix of roughness and urgency.

"Tell me you're mine, wife," her husband gritted out, and of course, oh of course...

"Y-Yours," she whimpered.

Didn't he know she had been waiting for this day since forever?

"I'm y-yours."

Because this...

Oh, this...

This wasn't just a matter of chemistry or obsession or lust.

You were chosen for me, my love.

This was one of the things they were made for, and it was why...

"Guy!"

Her second orgasm was even more intense, and this time, she didn't even know how long it lasted. She was just this sobbing and shuddering mess, her body welcoming his pounding thrustsuntil he finally spilled himself inside her with a possessiveness that felt almost primitive in its intensity.

Oh, my love.

Guy.

My love.

She wished she had the courage to tell him of her feelings. Wished she had the courage to...ask what was happening?

Jilly's eyes flew open the moment she felt her husband turn her around in the water, his hand guiding hers until they were braced against the smooth edge of the jacuzzi.

"G-Guy?"

She could feel him positioning himself behind her, and surely...

Surely...

She tried to look at him over her shoulder, but her husband only chuckled as he made her look straight ahead.

"Relax, sweetheart."

Oh, she wanted to, she truly did, but how could she when he had set her body on fire by whispering the words straight into her ear?

"G-Guy, I n-need a minute."

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