Fuck. I grabbed a pair of clean running shorts and slipped them on, but didn’t bother with a shirt. I strode down to her room and knocked on the door. She didn’t answer, so I opened it and stepped in. She was in the middle of the room looking a little dazed.
“We need to talk,” I said.
“Yes. How about we talk about how there should be locks on the door so people can’t just barge in,” she said.
Ah, there she was, I thought. “You didn’t bother knocking when you came barging in my room. You might have avoided seeing me naked if you’d taken the time to knock.”
Her expression suggested she knew I was right, but she still didn’t like it.
“We’re living together for the time being. Married even. You can’t freak out just because you see my dick.” Then a thought came to me that maybe she’d never seen a naked man before. “You have seen a dick before, haven’t you?”
She pursed her lips. “Is that what that was? I was worried you had a growth.”
I gave her a wicked grin. “It was growing all right.”
She rolled her eyes. “This marriage is fake and that means no nudity.” She used that tone teachers used to set down the rules. That was the thing about Trina, she liked rules and order.
“I like my version of this marriage better. It sounds more fun,” I said.
She pushed me back, her warm hands on my chest. “Get out.”
I liked seeing the fire in her gray eyes. “This is my house.”
“If we’re fake married, half of it is fake mine.”
I pretended to ponder that. “Have you noticed that this marriage is fake only when it benefits you?”
“It’s all fake,” she said, her eyes scanning my chest in a way that suggested she wanted to explore it. But she fought it by pushing me again.
I wrapped my fingers around my arms and pulled her close to me. She was warm and smelled sweet despite her sour disposition.
“This isn’t fake.” I pressed my hard dick against her belly, loving the flash of heat in her eyes and the hitch of her breath in response. I waited, wanting to give her a chance to push me or tell me no. I could see a tug-of-war going on in those pretty gray eyes. She was aroused. She wanted me, and it annoyed her.
I gave her a slow, knowing smile. “I think it’s about time I taste my wife again.”
Again, I waited for her response.
“You fight me on everything, Katrina. How about for once, you just let go and live?”
When she didn’t push me away, I dipped my head toward her and like an answer to my prayer, she leaned toward me. I pressed my lips to hers, at first soft and tentative, worried she might bite, literally. When she didn’t, I turned up the heat of the kiss. I was firm and thorough, planning to stay there and kiss her for as long as she’d let me because she tasted like a woman should; hot and sweet mixed with spice.
She moaned, although I wasn’t sure if it was in enjoyment or annoyance that she’d given in. I wasn’t just kissing her. She was kissing me back, and fucking hell, she was good at it. I slipped my tongue through the seam of her mouth to dance with hers.
I groaned, unable to hold back any longer. I picked her up and brought her to the bed.
“You taste so fucking good, Katrina.” I settled over her, kissing her until we couldn’t breathe. My hands pulled her dress up as the need to touch and taste her everywhere preoccupied my mind. I dragged my kisses lower, sucking on her nipple through the pretty lace of her bra. God, how long had I wanted to bu
ry my face in her magnificent tits?
“Oh God.” She arched up like she was offering herself to me.
Inside, my brain was rejoicing. Finally, she was mine. I continued to kiss her, journeying down over her belly, pushing her panties down so I could discover the sweetness between her thighs.
I moved down, settling my shoulders between her thighs and slipping my hands underneath her backside to lift her sweet pussy to my mouth.
“I’ve wanted you like this forever,” I said roughly. And then I took what I’d dreamed about for over ten years. I buried my face into her hot, wet pussy.
She cried out, and it was like she was finally giving me permission to show her how good I could make her feel. I wasn’t going to fuck this up. My goal was to give her the orgasm of a lifetime.