Taking Chloe (Vaughn)

He licked her flesh once more and cupped her mound in a gentle hold. “I’ve missed this pussy, baby. I’ve missed watching you go wild for my eyes alone.”

“I never went anywhere. You were the one who left me.”

He clenched his jaw and stood. His eyes held a wealth of questions. When he only left the tub and held out a hand for her, surprise shot through her. Merrick never let a subject drop so easily.

“Come,” he demanded, “the water’s getting cold and what I have planned should be done in a bed anyway.”

Chloe took his hand and let him help her out of the tub. She stood still while he dried her off, luxuriating in the attention. After he quickly towel-dried his own body, he bent at the knees and lifted her into his arms, startling a yelp out of her.

“It’s not that big a suite, Merrick. I can walk just fine.”

He stared down at her, his eyes glittering with arousal and just a hint of anger. “I want to hold my wife in my arms. Is that such a crime?”

Contrite, Chloe clasped her arms around his neck and held on. She’d been fighting him at every turn from the moment they’d landed. She’d agreed to this vacation. It wasn’t fair to act as if she were here against her will.

She leaned down and placed a gentle kiss to his chest, enjoying the strength of his pecs. “Of course not,” she murmured. As Chloe relaxed against him, she could’ve sworn Merrick shuddered.

They were both wound much too tight. It’d be a miracle if they didn’t burn down the hotel with the heat of their passion!

Chapter Six

“I want to know something, Chloe,” Merrick said, as he held his wife in his arms and walked into the bedroom.

“Yes?”

“And I want you to tell me the truth. Will you do that?”

“Of course.”

He glanced down at her, noting the way she clutched her hands around his neck. She was still so shy with him, even after two years of marriage and everything they’d just done. A lifetime together and he’d probably never figure her out.

Merrick set her on her feet and watched her cross her arms over her chest. If she thought she was hiding anything, she was way off the mark.

He entwined his fingers with hers, enjoying the feel of her delicate flesh. She trembled, and Merrick wondered if it was from fear or excitement? He thought—hoped—it was the latter.

“It’s been a long time for you, hasn’t it, babe?”

Her cheeks grew pink. “Yes, but you already know that.”

“And what did you do with yourself on those nights when you felt too warm, too excited to sleep, baby? Those nights when I was too busy working to tend to my aching wife.”

“You mean did I…pleasure myself?” He nodded. “Yes. I am human, Merrick. I have needs the same as any other woman.”

He cocked his head to the side. “I should have been there. Taking care of you.”

“As I would have taken care of you.”

The image of Chloe on her knees tonguing and sucking his cock filled his mind. He groaned.

He reached out and stroked her left nipple, then pinched it between his finger and thumb. She sucked in a breath and moaned at the small contact.

“Did you sink your pretty fingers inside that hot pussy? Did you use the vibrator I bought you?”

Chloe looked down, around, anywhere but directly at him.

“Tell me,” he coaxed.

“I don’t know what you want me to say.”