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“Maybe. If you want them to. What does it for you?”

“You in a dress is good, but I honestly like you dressed down. Whenever you put on those little shorts to lounge around, that does it for me.”

“What? Why?”

“You have a great ass. I love staring at it. So help me!”

He pulled me close and kissed me. I never wanted this time to end. In three days, we would return to Neandia. Our beautiful three weeks of togetherness would end while the unresolved situation with my grandmother loomed large

“God, I love you,” Rick sighed, pulling away. “You are spectacular. I am grateful you forgave me every day.”

It was undeniably sweet of him. The more shades of Rick I saw, the more I fell for him.

“I am glad I did, too. I would miss out on this, otherwise. We’re like really, really married now.”

“Really, really, yes.” He let out a long sigh. “I want to do this every day. I want to learn to love you properly and make you happy. I want to be dutiful.”

“You are,” I said. “Very dutiful. A good boy, despite what you might want to think. The girls are happy to have you around. Now, they might be prickly as they realise we’re sort of building our own thing out.”

“It will be an adjustment. I selfishly want you all to myself, but you need to spend time with them, baby.”

He played with my hair. I held his hand on my cheek, turning to kiss his palm. He leaned in to kiss me again. It made my knees weak. I struggled to fight the urge to start over. Instead, I played with the buckle on his belt.

“Lex, you are insatiable.”

“You would deny me?” I asked.

“No, not really,” Rick answered. “We’ll see how well I can manage this so soon.”

He popped me onto the island of the kitchen in our suite again and pulled me to the edge. He was hard, thrusting inside of me. I gasped and bit his lip. I held onto the counter for dear life as he went hard and fast, wrapping my legs around him tighter. Rick sent me into orbit, hitting every spot just right. I came, screaming his name.

“You do like that don’t you?” He chuckled.

“You like watching.”

“Oh, I do.”

I kissed him again.

“I think you finally drained me,” Rick said. “I don’t think I will cum again.”

“Oh, boo. I feel bad.”

“Are you satisfied?”

“Uh-huh,” I agreed.

“Then I am, too.”

I smiled again, pleased with myself. I loved him. I lusted after him. It was the best of both worlds. I was lucky that the person I was forced into this with was as good at caring for me as Rick. While I had my doubts and worried I’d never trust him again, he turned it around.

Forty-Two

Rick

When we arrived home, Ingrid ran headlong into Alexandra’s arms. Unexpectedly, she hugged me shortly after. The girls were happy we returned. In the interim, they told school stories. I realised I missed them, too—especially little Ingrid. It was nice to be back.

Despite my threats, Celeste remained in the Queen’s quarters.

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