Not Daddy Material (Billionaire's Contract Duet 2)

I looked at my wife. She was the complete opposite of the woman who raised me. She was also right. My mother wasn’t here to bestow her blessings on our marriage. She was here to sow chaos and upheaval. Walking out of here as if she had thrown a match on gasoline would make her sleep better tonight. I couldn’t give her that kind of satisfaction.

I wouldn’t let her ruin this for the Rossis. I had no doubt they had good intentions when they asked her to attend, but they didn’t know that woman like I did.

I tugged Evie’s hand. “I think it’s time we finally have our first dance.”

She nodded. “I’d love to.”

I twirled my gorgeous wife on the dancefloor. The tables that were usually in the middle of Bella’s dining room had been cleared out of the restaurant. There was plenty of space to dance on the hardwood floor.

I held Evie’s body next to mine as we moved to the music.

“Did we dance at prom?” I asked.

“You know very well you never asked me to dance with you.”

“I should have asked you. Prom night would have been fun.”

She giggled. “I graduated high school a virgin, you jerk.”

I spun her out and brought her back to my chest. “Don’t say things like that,” I warned. “It makes me want to christen other virgin parts of your body.”

The embarrassment was all over her face. I pulled her hand to my heart and rocked slower.

“Jer.” She bit her lower lip.

“Come on, it’s keeping me distracted from the grenade that just walked in here. Play along, Evie. Talk dirty to me so I forget what’s at the door.”

She nodded. “Ok. I want to help you. I’ll distract you however you want. You do like your games.”

“If they involve what we’re talking about, I fucking love them.” I nipped at her ear. I had to be careful or I was going to put on display just how hard she made me. I couldn’t tame my cock like this. Not with the idea of taking Evie’s sweet rosebud tonight.

“So if I did agree to this. To losing the last strand of my virginity. Hypothetically. Only hypothetically. You think I’m ready for it?”

My lungs were almost crushed from the question. My one hand strayed below her waist, coasting over her round ass. “Yes. You’re definitely ready back here.” I moved my hand before anyone saw me. Luckily, the dance floor was more crowded once we had started dancing.

“Ready for all of it?” she teased, sucking her lip against her teeth. “Every inch?”

This game was fucking hot, but it was also dangerous. My cock was another pulse away from being at full attention.

“Do you want the full ride?” I taunted.

Her eyes locked on mine. “Yes,” she whispered.

I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and storm down the cellar steps. We could fuck each other senseless. We could fuck until her dress was tattered. Fuck until tomorrow. Until the jet was ready to take off.

“You are killing me.” I dug my fingers into her hips. “Do you feel how hard I am?”

Her innocent eyes widened. “That’s for me?”

“You realize when we get out of here tonight I’m going to fuck you like it’s our wedding night. You remember our wedding night, don’t you?”

She gulped. “I do.”

This wasn’t like the last time I was in Bella’s. I couldn’t pay the band to stop playing or bribe the guests to leave with a wad of cash. We couldn’t shut the place down and find solace in each other’s bodies. We had to be a respectable pair of newlyweds. For Evie, I’d attempt patience.

I had to wait for everyone to leave before I could take my bride home.

The song ended and the crowd dispersed while a new set of dancers walked onto the floor.