And every time she adjusted herself to push her hips up a little more, her whimpering moans begging for it, I knew she wanted all I had to give. That was what made her special.

Well, one of the many, many things.

I had thought about doing this with a donor. Someone who’d come with no strings attached. But Haley’s strings were the kind I wanted to get tangled up in and never get out.

She pushed herself up on her elbows and shoved her ass as far back as I’d let it go. Every time those soft cheeks pressed into me, it drove me into a frenzy. I couldn’t get enough of her. No other woman could affect me like this, and I’d had them all over the world.

She was so sweet to me that I never wanted to let her go, even though everything in my body was ready to let go.

“Come inside me, Chase,” she begged me, “please, God, I want us to come together.”

There wasn’t much inside me that wanted to wait. The wet slapping of my cock in her pussy was music to my ears, but the sound of her coming was the only thing that could be sweeter. I started hitting her g-spot hard and fast.

The dark, swollen crown of my cock was thick and bulging, and I could feel every inch of her insides that it slid through and pressed against. I’d never felt closer to anyone in my life, and I was going to ride it to the messy end.

Her panting grew faster, and I knew she was close. I kept up my speed and thrust time and time again, holding her hips up and spearing her hard and fast, over and over until she bit down on her napkin again and started to clench her whole body up.

At that moment, I looked down at her and let myself utterly release.

A thick, husky moan left my chest while a ragged sigh of delight left hers, and we came together, my thick come filling her deep, tight pussy with pearly fluid. I didn’t stop thrusting. I bucked into her wildly and hard, and the orgasm was so intense that I felt my powerful legs go weak and nearly buckle.

When it was over, the smell of our musk was in the air, and we were overwhelmed and exhausted, but so, so satisfied.

I slowly drew my cock out and flipped her over. Her face was blushing furiously, and she was panting as if she’d just run a marathon. I bent down and licked the honey from her pussy and closed her legs, smiling down at her as she looked up at me.

“I think this deal’s getting better and better,” my thick voice rumbled.

Once I had dropped Haley off, it was only a few hours before I was back on my jet, this time on my own and headed to Chicago.

Of course, in that time, I managed to fit in a little more than just a goodbye kiss for my wife. If it were up to me, I would just keep her with me at all times, impaled on my cock and riding me as hard as she wanted to, but she had business of her own to handle.

Once I was comfortable in my seat, I opened my laptop and started a conference call with my attorney. He was expecting me, but I’d only given him a few minutes’ notice. It was no surprise to me when he looked a little rushed when his face appeared on the screen.

“Afternoon, Mr. Hawthorne,” he greeted me with a tight smirk. The nice thing about working with attorneys is that they were usually jaded enough not to try kissing your ass every few seconds.

“Good to see you, George,” I replied.

“So, I hear you’ve got some news for me. Another dozen resorts to snatch up last minute?”

“Better. I just got married.”

My attorney froze for a moment, then looked up from the folder he was skimming. “Beg pardon?”

“Yep. Married man now.” I held up my wedding banded finger with a cocky smile. “Proud husband of Mrs. Haley Hawthorne.”

“Haley-” he started, arching an eyebrow. “That’s not Haley Simmons, is it?”

I grinned. He stared back at me, not even sure what level of shock to react with.

“Now, Mr. Hawthorne, as your attorney, I-”

“Can start getting together some divorce papers, because this marriage is going terribly,” I finished for him, sitting back in my chair. “Changed my mind just now, in fact. I can’t stand to look at her. Biggest mistake of my life, we haven’t stopped fighting since the wedding night, and so on and so on.”

He narrowed his eyes at me, but I waited for him to open his mouth to speak before I interrupted again.

“I know it will be a full year before we can actually file for a consensual divorce, but in the meantime, I want to make clear that she will be in full control of the Peppertree Resort I just purchased. Sort out the paperwork for that, and then get the divorce papers ready for next year. I want you to include that the Peppertree goes to her in the divorce, along with any and all funds she needs to finish any renovations on the place that she hasn?

??t completed by that time. Those are the terms she and I have agreed to.”

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