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I huff out a laugh, shaking my head. "You naughty little minx." I scoop her up, bringing her body against mine, hooking her thighs at my waist as I step into the bath. "You can make that up to me later too." I drop down into the water, stretching out with her straddling my hips.

Valerie shifts forward, lifting both feet out of the water, expression distressed. "These are leather. They're going to be ruined."

I deftly unhook the strap around her heel, working it loose before dropping the first shoe over the edge of the bath. "I'll buy you a new pair." I relieve her of the other shoe in the same manner, tossing it away.

Valerie narrows her eyes at me. "I'm not here for you to buy me things, Fynn."

I lift my brows. "Only to convince me to marry you and then trick me into taking your virginity so you no longer have value to the man your father attempted to marry you off to?"

Valerie scowls at me, the expression both endearing and irritating. "I thought you said virginity was overrated."

"Virginity is overvalued in our society, yes." I grip her hips, shifting her higher, because the soft slickness of her cunt against my cock is distracting. "That doesn't mean it shouldn't still be handled in the proper way."

Valerie's head tilts to one side as her palms come to rest at the center of my chest. "And what is the proper way?"

Sliding my hands from the curve of her hips, down the softness of her thighs, I give her a smirk. "Whatever way will persuade you to continue letting me fuck you on a regular basis."

Valerie's lower lip pinches between her teeth as I reach back to palm the fullness of her bottom. "I don't think you have to worry about that."

I drag her down just a little, thrusting up against the line of her cunt like the greedy bastard I am. "Oh no?"

Valerie shakes her head, eyes dropping closed as I thrust against her again. "No. Not at all."

On my next thrust Valerie rocks against me, adding friction I don't need. It has me once again shoving her higher to remove the temptation. "And why is that?"

Valerie tries to work herself back down, but I hold tight, earning an indignant grunt. "Because I've wanted to fuck you since the night we met." Her eyes open, meeting mine. "And it had nothing to do with fake marriages or virginity values."

I shouldn't be so pleased by the admission. Probably shouldn't fucking believe it. But I'm going to. Because I felt exactly the same way.

Keeping one hand on her arse to hold her in place, I bring the other one around, sliding it between where our bodies meet to tease against the hardened nub of her clit. "And if I had taken you home that night?"

Valerie's hands slide up to grip my shoulders, nails sinking into my skin as I work her body with a careful touch. "Then by now you could've been fucking me the way you want."

I growl, angry and desperate and harder than I've ever been at the thought. "You’re a fucking nightmare, you know that?" I release my grip on her bottom and curve my palm around the back of her neck, bringing Val’s mouth to mine in a kiss that is just as hard and demanding as I wish I could be with her. When I break it off, she's breathless, pupils dilated, cunt slick under my fingers.

Her eyes drop to my mouth before lifting back to mine. "So, not the woman of your dreams then?"

I smile, I can't help it. "Bloody wicked woman." I pull her in for another kiss, still teasing her clit. Waiting for the right moment.

It comes faster than I expect, and relief washes through me as her body relaxes, turning pliant and boneless from the water and my touch. Once again I break the kiss, pulling my hand from between our bodies to grab the condom. I tear it open, losing the wrapper somewhere in my haste to get it on. Once it’s in place, I lean back, stretching my arms along the side of the bath. "There you go, darling. If you want it, you have to be the one to take it." I've never liked the phrase about taking a woman's virginity. It should never belong to anyone but her, so if this is what Val wants, she's going to be the one to make it happen.

If I expected my new wife's eagerness to dissipate in this moment, I would have been sorely disappointed. Proving herself to be all I could have hoped for, she pushes higher on her knees, eyes going to the hard line of my cock and staying there as she settles it into place and slowly lowers over me. Watching her watch as my body sinks into hers might be the most erotic fucking thing I've ever witnessed.

And it nearly undoes me.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

VALERIE

CLOSING MY EYES, I take a deep breath before dropping lower. I don't know how it's possible, but my entire body feels packed to capacity, not just the vagina currently being invaded. It’s overwhelming. It’s a little shocking. It’s...

Only halfway in.

All the air rushes from my lungs, and I growl in frustration. "Why is it so big?"

Fynn chuckles. "I would say it’s genetics." He smirks when my eyes snap to his face. "Although I did eat a large amount of sausage when I was young, so maybe that has something to do with it."

I narrow my eyes at him. "Are you really making jokes at a time like this?"

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