The Love Series Box Set Volume 1 Read online Fiona Davenport

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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59954 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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“You’ve earned yourself an ass so red you wouldn’t be able to sit for a week,” I growled. “But I’ll settle for spanking you until you give me what I want.” I smacked her ass and grunted, “with some extras for your behavior tonight.”

Hazel’s jaw dropped as she gaped at me over her shoulder. “My behavior? I did everything I could to be the perfect wife. To be sophisticated and elegant.”

My eyes narrowed as I speared her with a dark glower. “Exactly.” Smack. “I don’t know what has come over you lately, but I want my wife back.” Smack. “I don’t want a plastic, cold, socialite.” Smack. “I want the warm, funny, sweet woman I married.”

“But—” Smack.

“Are you going to give her back to me?” I demanded, trying to keep the desperation out of my voice. Hazel turned her head forward for a moment, and I held my breath.

Then she looked back at me almost shyly, the adorable sight making my dick swell painfully. “I just wanted to be the perfect wife for you. To impress your clients and—”

I flatted one palm on the back of her neck before dragging it down her spine to the cute dimples above her ass. “You were already the perfect wife,” I told her softly. “And for the record, you’ve always been worthy of being on my arm. If anyone wasn’t worthy, it was me. I’ll never be good enough for you, peaches. But I’m going to spend eternity trying.”

Her expression softened, and she nodded as she gazed at me with love shining in her eyes. Relief trickled through my veins, but it was no match for the fire raging inside me. I wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. “Now, give me what I want,” I growled.

“Huh?” She looked confused, and I reiterated my command from earlier. “Say my name, peaches. I want to hear you admit out loud who owns every inch of this body.”

“I did,” she protested before repeating, “Jamison.”

The crack of my next spanking rang off the walls. “Say my name, peaches.” I grabbed my cock and squeezed, trying to stave off my orgasm. Then I slid the angry, purple head up and down the crack of her ass a couple times before slipping under and putting just the tip in then retreating.

“Jamie!” she shouted with a mixture of objection and naked want.

“Good girl,” I purred. I slipped my hands around to cup her tits and played with her sensitive nipples while I placed wet, open-mouthed kisses on the back of her neck and down her back.

Hazel whined, and I spotted one of her hands inching toward her center. I grabbed it, then took hold of the other one as well. “Are you deliberately trying to provoke me, peaches?” I grunted. “You know the rule. Nobody plays with your delicious pussy but me.” She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, and I saw the sparkle in her beautiful green eyes that had been missing lately. The need to fuck her slammed into me so hard I almost collapsed on top of her. Inhaling slowly, I thought about investment statistics until I felt a measure of control return.

Wrapping her fingers around the spindles of our headboard, I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Are you going to be good and leave your hands up here, or do I have to tie you to the bed?” Just the thought had come leaking incessantly from my cock.

“I’ll be good.”

Almost reluctantly, I released her hands and smoothed mine over her damp skin, once again palming the full globes of her tits. We’d get to bondage eventually, but tonight was about reconnecting, reminding her that I was the only one she ever needed to please and that meant being her true self.

I twisted and plucked at her fat nipples while my dick teased her pussy, sliding through her lips but never venturing inside.

“Jamie,” she moaned, her ass wiggling, her body begging for more. “Please.”

Hearing her nickname for me, said with such passion, fanned the flames licking at my skin. I needed to be inside her. I grabbed my cock and positioned it so that I could feed it to her inch by inch. I swallowed hard and silently reminded myself to be careful as I slowly penetrated her. She was so fucking tight it felt like she had a vice grip on me, but she was drenched so I still slid in with ease.

Hazel moaned and pushed back against me. I wrapped my hands around her hips and held her still as I fought to keep myself in check. Finally, I was balls deep inside her wet heat. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My spine tingled, and the need to pull back and thrust in hard and fast was almost overwhelming. My body and heart demanded that I prove who this woman belonged to. To fuck her with everything I had until she was marked inside and out. I was practically hyperventilating in my herculean effort to hold back.


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