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“Yeah, yeah,” I mumbled, relaxing against him and resting my head on his chest.
I may as well enjoy this moment of closeness, since I’d be all alone in my bedroom soon. He carried me out of the room and down the hallway. Just a day ago, I felt uncomfortable around this man.
Now, in his arms, I felt safe and secure. He carried me up the stairs like I weighed nothing at all, his muscles flexing against me. With strength like this, he had to be a beast in bed.
Damn, I wished I could remember what his cock felt like inside of me. And how it tasted.Ugh! Noelle, get your mind out of your husband’s pants.We strode down another long hallway, finally stopping at a door.
“You can put me down now,” I told him, knowing he needed a free hand to twist the doorknob.
“Or,” he started. “You can open the door for me so I can carry you into the room.”
“Oh. Yeah. I can do that.”
Why the hell was I blushing? It wasn’t like he was about to do anything other than carry me into the room. Despite knowing that, my silly pussy started convulsing, throwing a tantrum, wanting him to remind her of what she was missing out on.
Ignoring her tantrum, I lowered my hand from his neck and leaned forward to twist the doorknob and push the door open. My breast brushed against his chest as I did so. At that moment, my sexy as sin husband decided to lean down and press a kiss to my forehead.
What the hell did he do that for? Couldn’t he sense my pussy stumping her foot, demanding his attention? This would only make her angrier. I stared up to find him smiling down at me. Forget smiling. I wanted him to do something else with his lips.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish, Mr. Park,” I told him.
His wicked smile widened. “I’m just kissing you goodnight, Mrs. Park.”
This motherfucker!
“It’s not even night yet. Put me down,” I mumbled, pushing against his chest.
If he wasn’t going to put his dick in me, he may as well not touch me at all.
“I’ll put you down once I get you in the room,” he said, stepping into the dim bedroom and kicking the door shut behind him.
He’d shut the door.I stared up at him again. Did that mean he was going to stay? My pussy and I were holding our breath, waiting to see what our husband was going to do. Would he flee, or would he man up and stay the night with us?
I guess we were about to find out.
CHAPTER TWELVE
NOELLE
I’D BEEN SO SLEEPYa moment ago. Now that Aiden and I were alone, near a bed, I wasn’t so tired anymore. I stared around the room, my eyes landing on a bed so massive it looked like it came with its own zip code.
It sat in the center of the room, against the back wall. Its dark sheets were topped with a black and gray comforter, which was folded back to the middle of the bed. Was this how I made up my bed, or was this the housekeeper's idea?Hmm.
The wall was painted a charcoal color, which made the room dark, especially with the lights off. So, it felt like it was night out, even though the sun hadn’t gone down yet. This room was setting the mood off right for us.
“Nice bed,” I told Aiden.
“I’m glad you like it. You picked it out.”
“I did?”
“Yeah.”
Did I choose this big bed so that Aiden and I could roll around during our nasty sessions? Should I ask him? Nah, that would probably send his scary ass running to another room.
I knew he was trying to hold back because he wanted me to remember things on my own first. But maybe some rough sex would knock the memories back into my head. It was worth a try.
“The bathroom is over there,” he informed me, nodding to the left as he set me on my feet. “There are a few items in your dresser for you to sleep in. I had the maid purchase some things in your size. We can order more online tomorrow. Towels and toiletries are in the bathroom.”
