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Victory flashed in his dark eyes.
He knew he had me.
Chapter 22
Royce
The moment she’d uttered those words, I all but dragged Willow into my cabin.
My cock was so fucking hard, it almost punched a hole through my swim shorts. Except, deep down, insecurities ran rampant. Fear that if I showed Willow the extent of my depraved desires, she’d jump into the ocean and swim to the nearest island.
I’d have to take it slow, because she was important to me. She mattered more than the women who’d shared my bed in the past. I’d enjoyed my time with them, and I respected them, but they’d been an outlet.
“Please don’t tell me you’re changing your mind.” Her voice dragged my focus to her full lips.
“Never.” It felt like every path had led us to this moment. It felt right. Willow had my last name, and my ring was on her finger. “Lose the bikini,” I said, my voice soft, and she shivered at my command. “Now, wife.”
I heard her gasp, but she didn’t hesitate. She pulled at the string behind her neck with slightly shaking hands and undid her top, letting the flimsy material fall soundlessly to the floor.I watched her hook her delicate fingers on her bottoms, shimmy out of them, then step to the side.
I clenched my teeth so hard my jaw hurt, but it was better than focusing on my aching cock, eager to bury itself inside her. Silence dominated the room, broken only by our harsh breaths and the crash of waves against the hull.
I walked to the dresser and leaned against it, then turned to watch my wife through hooded eyes. I wanted to bring her pleasure, make her moan, make hermine.
She licked her lips and waited for my next command while I devoured her sun-kissed skin, forgetting how to blink, how to breathe. Jesus Christ, she was gorgeous. Firm, full tits with peaked, rosy nipples that I couldn't wait to bite. Slim legs. Round ass that was full enough to grab with my large palm.
My eyes came back to her breasts, lingering on the way her nipples stood at attention.
“Crawl to me like a good wife.”
Her chest was rising and falling with every breath. She stared at me as she sank to her hands and knees, goose bumps breaking over her bare skin.
With each move, I could hear the slickness of her arousal and smell the tang of it perfuming the air. Her breathing grew choppier as she crawled closer, her eyes greener than ever before.
She stopped in front of me and I circled her before coming back in front of her.
“Want me to ruin you, make you my little fucktoy?”
A soft moan escaped her mouth.Fuck, there was no way I was going to last long enough to do everything I’d been imagining.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Please.”
Her eagerness went straight to my groin. I snaked my hand into her hair, fisting it with one hand as I pulled off my trunkswith the other. My cock sprung out, hard and ready for her, the swollen head dripping with precum.
She stared up at me with hunger and so much trust.
I fisted her hair and tugged it back until she stared straight up at me, then I rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip before saying, “Now be a good girl and choke on my cock.”
She parted her lips and I thrust into her hot mouth, pushing deeper until I hit her throat.
“Fuck.” My grunt had her moaning, and the sound vibrated through me. “If it’s too much, blink twice.” I tugged on her hair harder, barely holding on to my control. “Blink once so I know you understand.”
She blinked up at me, then licked and sucked on my cock like the perfect wife she was. She worked herself up to a steady rhythm, and fuck if it wasn’t exactly how I liked it.
She bobbed her head up and down, and I showered her in praise. “Such a good little wife.You want more? I know you can take it, sweetheart.”
She moaned, and I thrust deeper into her throat, pulling her hair harder as she sucked me enthusiastically. The only sounds filling the space were my ragged breaths and her gurgles, her eyes watering from my size.
But she never tapped out.
