Fake Marriage (Contemporary Romance Box Set)

I don’t know where I found the strength, but I rolled us until I was over her again, and I pushed my semi-soft dick inside her, wanting to be a part of her. Hoping she’d feel my love for her.

“More?” she gasped.

“No. Not yet,” I said with a lust filled grin. “I just want to feel you.”

“Good, because I need to catch my breath.”

I leaned down and kissed her. “This is your fault, you know.”

“Oh?” She arched a brow.

“You accosted me at the door. You drive me wild, Holly.”

She smiled again like I’d given her a gift. “I’m glad.”

“Did you think you didn’t or wouldn’t turn me on?”

She looked down. “My experience is…tame, I guess for lack of a better word.”

“Well that’s a fucking crime. You’re a sexy, sensuous woman who deserves to have fantastic O’s in every way possible.” And I was just the man to give them to her.

Her cheeks blushed. “You make me feel sexy. Powerful in my sexuality.”

“Good.”

“I hope it’s as good for you—”

“Holly, I don’t think I’ve ever come as hard as I do with you. I’m a little concerned I used up all my sperm this time.”

She laughed. “Hopefully that’s not the case. You need to have those twins you’ve talked about.”

“Someday,” I said, imagining two little girls with bright blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair like their mother.

I woke up the next morning in Holly’s bed with her by my side. I couldn’t ever remember feeling so happy or content. No more air mattress for me, I decided. This was where I needed to be.

I gave her a light kiss, and rolled from bed. I took a quick shower, padding to my room naked to get clothes I’d move into her room later. Once dressed, I headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. We’d need it to refuel after last night.

As the egg casserole cooked, I made lunch for us to take to work. I was a regular house husband and I loved it.

“Something smells delicious.”

I looked to the entryway to the kitchen to see Holly. She was in a robe, her cheeks rosy, her eyes bright, and her hair a little bit crazy like after a long night of hard sex. She looked wanton and my dick was ready to go again.

Down boy, I told it. “I was thinking we needed the sustenance after last night.”

Her cheeks blushed even more. “I am hungry.”

“Food first,” I said with a cheeky grin.

Her eyes turned flirty. “If you insist.”

Ah fuck, now my dick was at full tilt. I ignored him, serving her some eggs.

We sat at the table and she wen

t quiet, which made my heart stall because I was sure that she was about to take the proverbial two steps back after our one step forward last night.

“I was thinking that…uh…if you wanted…you could move into my room.”