It had been her first time pleasuring him that way, but oh, the way his breathing had become ragged then harsh, and the way he had gripped her hair as he took control of her movements...

Guy noticed the way his wife suddenly caught her breath. "I thought you were asleep..."

Jilly quickly tried to hide her face, but he was already making her look up, and...oh dear.

"You're blushing," her husband purred, "which only means one thing..."

"G-Guy..."

"Tell me what you remembered," he ordered.

If only she could resist him—

"The carriage," Jilly choked out.

But she couldn't...because she didn't even want to.

"Are we talking about the carriage ride—" Guy traced Jilly's lower lip with deliberate slowness. "—where my sweet, innocent wife took me in her mouth for the first time?”

Jilly could only whimper, with her body already responding to the heat in his voice.

“Did you like it?” he asked softly, and she could only nod, too overwhelmed by sensation to speak.

“Good,” he murmured against her ear. “Because I plan to return the favor.”

And then his mouth was on her, hot and demanding, his tongue delving deep as his hands roamed her body with possessiveexpertise, and all she could do was clutch the silk sheets beneath her as he drove her higher and higher with ruthless precision, his name falling from her lips in breathless pleas as he brought her to the very edge of sanity before pulling back, only to begin the sweet torture all over again.

"P-Please..."

“Please what?”

“Don’t stop,” she gasped. “Please don’t stop.”

"Never."

Her heart clenched at the possessiveness in his voice.

"I'll never stop wanting you, Jillian."

"Never stop needing you."

The words pushed his Jillian over the edge, andah, to watch her come apart...

To Guy, his wife was precious like gold, fragile like glass, and as seductive as a siren all in one. She was the most important thing that ever happened to him, and so when he saw the way she was looking at him as she resurfaced from the passionate haze of her release....

Jilly could no longer hold it back.

She raised one trembling hand to touch her husband's cheek. "I love you, Guy."

Chapter Thirteen

Star:He's fine. He says he'll text you soon.

KISSES RAINED ALL OVERhis face. Wet and enthusiastic...and not from a human, Guy soon realized, having remembered at the last moment that he was no longer alone in this world.

He was a husband now, and by virtue of marriage, he was also blessed to be a father to a certain four-legged canine who was in proud denial of his senior age.

Mounty barked in pure joy as Guy relinquished all thoughts of sleep and started fake-wrestling with his eldest baby.