Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
I bristled as he strolled by me, almost daring me to punch him in the face.
As soon as the door closed behind him, I shook my head. “Don’t ever fucking apologize for me.”
“Don’t come barging in here after months of being away and accuse me of … of … what exactly?” she hissed, throwing her arms up in disbelief.
“You were flirting with him.”
Her outrage should have warned me I was crossing the line. But I was exhausted, lonely, and I missed my fucking family more than anything in the world, and the truth was … I wasn’t even sure they missed me that much when I was gone. Aria never asked me to stay. Whenever I spoke to Maddox on video chat, he filled my ears about days spent with his uncle Jared on the farm or Uncle Walker at the estate or how cool fucking Uncle Lewis’s motorbike was and how funny Uncle Theo was.
“I was not flirting with him. He was telling me about an issue with a member and it was kind of funny. That’s what you walked in on and the fact that you could even accuse me of flirting with another man pisses me off more than I can say right now because I’m at work and I can’t scream at you like I want to,” she whisper-shouted, beautiful face flushed with indignation.
“Well, I’m sorry,” I whisper-shouted back. “But I missed my fucking wife, and I didn’t expect some twenty-year-old to be drooling over her behind my back.”
“He’s not twenty and he wasn’t drooling. Contrary to your belief, North, not every man finds me attractive.”
“Then they’re fucking blind!”
Her eyes flashed. “Why do I want to rip your clothes off when I’m this mad at you!”
“Because you missed me too!” I crossed the room and pulled her into my arms, crushing whatever angry thing she’d semi-yell at me next. The taste and feel and smell of her filled my senses, and I remembered the months of lonely nights without her. How I’d imagined her in my arms. And having her now, even like this, made me lose my ever-loving mind with want.
Aria didn’t stop me as I tugged and pulled at her mouth, my hands roaming her luscious curves. When she moaned at the feel of my erection, everything blanked but the need to be inside her. It had been so long. Too long.
I spun her around, shoving her things off her desk to clear the way to bend her over it.
“North!” She gasped as I yanked her tight skirt up and over her plump arse. “Oh my god.”
“No, gorgeous, it’s just me.” I tested her, pushing my fingers inside her wet, tight heat. “You did miss me.” I scrambled to unzip my jeans and release the raging erection straining to get inside my wife.
“Don’t—oh, yes—think this—uhhh—means—ah—I’m not stillmadatyouohhhh!” Her back arched as I thrust my cock into her.
“Oh fuck.” I squeezed my eyes closed as I held her hips in place and enjoyed the sensation of her tight heat wrapped around me. Then the memory of her laughing up at the security guard clouded my mind. It wasn’t that I believed my wife was flirting with someone else. Or that she’d ever even think of betraying me.
It was that I wasn’t the one here on a daily basis making her laugh like that.
Longing scored through me and possessiveness had me clasping her nape in one hand and her hip in my other as I pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her.
Aria let out a little cry and her fingers bit into the edge of her desk.
“Okay?” I grunted, squeezing her neck.
She nodded. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. I missed you. I’m really mad at you, but I missed you so much.”
Euphoria scored through me and I tightened my grip on her as I drove in and out of her body. Her whimpers and low moans, along with the clutch of her wet heat, had my balls drawing up faster than I liked.
“I missed you. I missed this. I miss us.” I slammed harder into her. “Do you need me like I need you?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she huffed. “North, please …”
I slipped a hand between her legs and found her clit.
Just one touch and she went off like a rocket, clamping down around my cock, sucking me deep as her orgasm undulated through her. That’s all it took to send me over the edge. I came so fucking hard, I forgot to stifle my shout of release.
My hands caressed Aria’s round arse as I slowly pulled out. Watching my cum drip from my wife’s body would always and forever be one of my favorite viewing pleasures. I reached across her to the tissues on her desk.
She shivered, her arms shaking, holding her up as I wiped between her legs and then cleaned myself before tucking my cock back in my underwear and jeans.