Awakening (A Dangerous Man, #1)
I steal another glance at him, but if that’s what he thinks, he wouldn’t
have married me in the first place, would he?
    Why would he marry me at all? Aunt Josephine would have said
something about ulterior motives. But what ulterior motives? I’m neither rich,
successful, nor exceptionally beautiful. In fact, I was the one who begged him
not to leave me.
    I push the thoughts to the back of my mind. My body is
aching from last night. I sigh again, David is still engrossed in his papers. Last
night it had been me he was engrossed in.
    After the ceremony, we had all gone back to the hotel for
drinks and dinner. Halfway through dinner, which I was too tense to eat, he’d
suddenly stood up and announced that he was retiring with his wife.
    The look in his eyes had filled me with such want that I
almost couldn’t stand up. The next thing I knew he picked me up and carried me into
the elevator amidst embarrassed cheers from our few guests.
    We were alone in the elevator, and as soon as the door
closed, he claimed my lips, his tongue delving hungrily in my mouth. His hands found
their way under my dress and started to knead me gently through my new lace
panties. I was whimpering with pleasure by the time the elevator stopped.
    Then he lifted me again and carried me to his room. Someone,
probably his assistant, Linda Mays, had arranged for wine in an ice bucket, and
strawberries. He ignored those. He dropped me, barely able to stand at the foot
of the bed and pulled down the zipper of my dress, pulling it off my shoulder
along with the straps of my bra.
    When my breasts were free, he covered them with his hands,
kneading them until I fell against him and he had to guide me unto the bed.
    He pulled my dress up around my waist and pushed my panties
aside, then his tongue was between my legs, and I was moaning and whimpering. In
only a few moments, my body had started shattering around his mouth. Then he
stopped suddenly. While I was still wondering why, he pulled down his pants and
in the next moment, he had filled me completely.
    I came immediately, the warm sweetness shattering my body
into a million pieces, then as he continued to move, I felt the pleasure build
up, again, heat starting up in my core and spreading until even my fingertips
were filled with pleasure. I screamed my release the same time as he
groaned loudly and collapsed on top of me.
    Then I said it. I love you.
    And he didn’t say anything.

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