Page 77 of Stick to the Deal
One hand slips further beneath my ass, holding me up. The other tugs on the bodice of my dress until my breast pops free. Reginald lowers his mouth, biting my nipple ever so slightly.
The sting of pain travels directly to my clit as I cry out. Another orgasm builds.
“Now I want to feel you gush on my cock.” His hips snap, pounding into me with such force, I’m afraid I’ll fall off the desk. “Touch yourself. Stroke that greedy cunt and make it cum.”
My fingers rush to follow his command. Hungry for his praise.
“That’s it, Princess.” He stands, lifting my ass to spread me still further to him. His strokes impossibly deeper.
My pussy quivers around his length. I rub faster, looking for that peak.
“Look at me when you fucking cream,” he snarls.
My eyes open, focusing in on his. The intensity in his expression sends me over the edge. I hold his gaze as wave after wave of pleasure rack my body.
“That’s my good girl.” His cock swells and I know he’s close. I slip my hand between us and cup his sack, squeezing slightly. His eyes widen and his thrusts lose their rhythm. “Fuck. Nicolette.” With one last thrust of his hips, he empties himself into me.
He lowers his lips to mine, both of us panting for breath between kisses.
When he slips from me, I whimper at the loss. His eyes rake across my still splayed form, glittering with satisfaction.
I shudder as his fingers stroke my slit, pushing his cum back inside of me. “I’m going to be hard all night knowing you’re still dripping.”
“Does this mean I’m not getting my underwear back?” I arch a brow.
Pouting, he pulls my thong out of his pocket and gingerly works it up my legs. “This is only because I don’t want anyone stealing a peek of what’s mine.” He helps me up and steals a kiss as he finishes his task of adjusting my clothing. “I’ll run upstairs and change. Give me five minutes.”
I smile to myself as I set his desk to rights, stacking papers and gathering spilled pens. A knocked-over object in the corner catches my eye. Flipping it over, I find a hinged double frame with our wedding picture on one side and the cocktail napkin contract on the other. My heart warms as my fingers touch the glass over our signatures.
“Ready, Princess? I grabbed you a makeup-wipe, your lipstick got smudged.” He doesn’t sound the slightest bit sorry.
“You kept this?”
He walks around the desk, pulling me into the circle of his arms. “Of course. I’m happy we threw the terms out the window, but I never want to forget our first meeting.” His lips capture mine in a sweet kiss. “Now come on. I want a redo on our second date—without my mother and brother.”
I laugh as he tugs me down the stairs and out into the summer night.
Later that night, I lay with my head on his chest, spent from another round of lovemaking, and deep in thought.
“What’s on your mind, Princess? I can feel you thinking from here.”
I look up at him, debating if I should voice my thoughts or not.
“What is it?”
“Did you hear from your parents today? Or your brother?” A muscle spasms in that granite jaw and I kick myself for bringing down the mood. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
His large hand strokes down my naked back, sending tingles across my skin. “It’s alright. You can always speak your mind with me.” His chest rises and falls beside me. “Not a word. I think that ship has well and truly sailed.”
I push up on my elbow and cup his tense face in my hand. “Are you ok?”
Love shines in his steel eyes as he turns and kisses my palm. “Of course, Princess.”
Every bit of his body language screams his sincerity, but that little bitch at the back of my head whispers doubts. I know he loves me, but will he still in five years? Ten? What happens when he realizes he alienated his entire family for me?
My tongue swipes across my dry lips. “Do you ever regret it? I mean, if you hadn’t married me, you’d still be…”
He sits up swiftly, cradling my face between his hands. His eyes are fierce as they stare into mine. “Not for one second. For the first time, I get to write my own story, and I wouldn’t have had the nerve if it weren’t for you. You are my beginning and end, Princess. There is no me without you.”
