Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
He laid her down on her bed, and her heart threatened to leap out of her chest as she watched him pull away and start to undress.
His blazer was the first to go, followed by his tie, and by the time he started unbuttoning his shirt, her throat had gone completely dry while she was once again all wet and throbbing between her legs.
How can this man be my husband?
His shirt joined the rest of his clothes on the floor, and she could not stop staring at his chest.
It was so...broad.
And so...hard.
She wanted to touch him, so, so bad, and when she saw him reach for his belt and unzip his pants...
Oh.
Myyyyyyyyy.
Gooooooooooodness.
Her husband was now standing naked in front of her...and he was perfect.
Chapter Six
Any and every detail pertaining to the marriage between Rowland Asherfield, hereinafter referred to as the Husband, and Emerald Watson, hereinafter referred to as the Wife, shall remain strictly confidential.
Disclosure of any information regarding the marriage and their respective partner to any unauthorized party shall constitute a violation of this agreement. A list of authorized parties has been provided in Appendix 2 and is subject to quarterly review. The list may be revised with the approval of both parties.
Both the Husband and Wife agree not to cohabitate until the marriage is made public.
Visits to the other party's residence or current place of stay must be scheduled with at least three days' notice.
Asherfield Ranch Incorporated shall issue a press release officially announcing the marriage of Husband and Wife within two (2) years from the commencement of this contract.
Engaging in any behavior that suggests a relationship beyond the professional level is strictly prohibited for both parties. An itemized list of such behaviors is listed in Appendix 3 and is subject to quarterly review. The list may be revised with the approval of both parties.
The Husband and Wife may only be alone in each other's company for a maximum of fifteen (15) minutes during work hours.
Clause I and II shall remain in effect even if the marriage between Husband and Wife is dissolved.
ROWLAND HAD ONLY MEANT to clean his wife up and tuck her in before leaving. But then he saw her blush, and that was it. Desire overpowered his common sense, and all he could think of at that moment was how this, too, was a privilege.
The delightful sight of her cheeks turning pink with embarrassment and desire, the tantalizing display of her naked flesh, and the erotic sound of her rapid breathing as he laid her on her bed—-
All of these were fucking privileges he wanted to savor and keep exclusive.
This woman was his, and that was the greatest privilege of all.
Logic tried to intrude as he took his clothes off, but Rowland simply didn't give a fuck. Even as his mind reminded him of all the clauses he was violating in their contract, the only thing he fucking cared about was how his wife was staring at him this entire time with emerald-green eyes full of helpless yearning.
Mine.
This woman is mine.
All of her is mine.
He couldn't recall being this possessive about anything, much less anyone, and his hunger for her was also nothing like he had ever felt before.
His entire body was rigid with desire by the time he slowly walked back to her, and his self-control, which was already hanging by a thread, nearly unraveled when he saw her tongue dart out to wet her lips.
A whimper escaped her as he placed one knee on the bed, and Rowland reached for her legs so he could position himself between them. For one long moment, he stayed on his knees just to gaze down at her and savor the knowledge that she was his.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
He reached for her mouth, and her lips slowly parted. He gently pushed one finger in, and her eyes widened.
"Suck it."
He knew even without her saying a word that she was still a virgin, and so he wouldn't have minded if she refused. He only wanted to see how far she would go, but just as he was about to pull his finger out—-
Fuck.
She had already started sucking, and fuuuuck.
It felt too fucking good that precum had started to coat the swollen tip of his cock. Just so fucking good that he did end up yanking his finger out. He had no fucking choice. Any second longer and he would have started cumming like some schoolboy waking up to his first morning wood.
A breathless gasp escaped her as he slowly lowered himself until every inch of his body was pressed against hers, and his hot, hard cock was throbbing against her already-swollen folds.
"Do you feel that, wife?" he rasped out.
"Y-Yes."
"That's how much I fucking want you. Fucking you was all I thought of the entire month."
A flurry of emotions flashed over her features, and his lips twisted in a sardonic smile.