Victoriously Yours

“Yeah, whatever. Come on, Kris,” Hayley ordered, and I shook my head.

I stepped aside so the two could leave and watched as he strode purposefully to the elevator. I highly doubted he would be thinking the same thing I had about his wife as I had with mine. She was throwing her hands up as she talked, and once or twice, her voice would raise. I just hoped for Kenzie’s sake that they kept it down.

Turning my attention to my wife, I watched as she held a group’s attention as she described her food. She’d come a long way since the competition at the CHG Seaport. We both had. I kept my eyes on them and when she turned toward me and gave a silent plea, I was on my feet. I walked over to the group and wrapped my arm around her.

“I hope you all don’t mind me stealing my gorgeous wife for a few minutes?” I asked, and the men all shook their heads. “You should try the shrimp dish. It’s to die for.”

She practically dragged me away, and I chuckled. “Thank God you showed up when you did,” she told me.

“Does this mean what I think it does?” I asked hopefully. I was in no way in a hurry to leave like Hayley had been, but knowing what awaited me when I did, I certainly wouldn’t object to cutting this particular celebration short and continuing on with a private one upstairs.

“Please,” she replied, and it would be the only time she would need to plead with me tonight.

“Your every wish is my command,” I whispered to her, then led her to the elevators.

“Where did Kris and Hayley go?” she asked when we passed by the empty table.

“They went upstairs to their room,” I responded.

“That’s a shame because I have one of his favorite desserts on the menu.”

I ushered her into the elevator as soon as the doors opened and hit the number key for our floor. I then pinned her against the glass as I had wanted to do earlier. “I don’t care about his favorite dessert. I only care about mine, and you’re it.”

“Is that so?” she asked coyly before raising her leg to reveal all her bare skin.

I groaned in frustration as the car slowly crept floor by floor. I was close to forgetting all about waiting and just taking her where she stood, but the doors miraculously opened. I swept her into my arms and carried her to the penthouse. Once inside, it was a mad rush to get out of our clothes and as soon as we were both naked, I bent her over the glass top table and buried my cock balls deep inside of her.

Kenzie cried out, especially when I held her down and slammed into her from behind. No matter how many times I had her, I wanted more. I had truly traded one addiction for another, and this was one I never wanted to kick. As soon as she came, I followed. She wrung every drop from me before I let her up. Her perfectly made-up hair was tousled, and her face was now flushed. She looked so fucking sexy.

“I love you,” Kenzie said, breaking up the sounds of our labored breathing.

“And I love you.”

“Promise?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” I responded while wondering where she was going with that.

Her devious grin before she responded, said it all. “Then grab a bottle of champagne and meet me in the bedroom.”

I arched a brow. “Is it wrong to be so turned on by your domineering side?” I playfully asked.

She let out a giggle. “No, unless I act like that shrew.”

I knew who she was talking about and I had to agree. Kristopher was going to break soon, and once he did, he would leave her. I knew it, as well as the other guys. Hell, even Kenzie knew it and she barely spent any time around Hayley. The only one that didn’t was the shrew herself. I was just thankful my wife was nothing like her.

I picked up the bottle and two glasses and headed to the bedroom. I poured us each a glass, and I wouldn’t let the rest of the bubbly go to waste so I was already formulating plans on how to use the leftover later. As I anticipated licking it off her, I was smiling when she entered the room in nothing but those heels from earlier.

“I feel like I won the grand prize,” I joked when she strutted toward me.

She climbed onto the bed and up my body before repeating the same words I had once told her. “You’re mine, and I’m victoriously yours.”

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