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Alex

“Morning, beautiful,” I whisper, kissing Jaclyn’s shoulder. Waking up next to her has to be one of my top three favorite things I’ve experienced in my whole life. Her sweet hum as my lips touch her gets me every damn time.

“Morning.” Her reply is groggy as she shifts to face me. “What time is it?”

“Nine.”

She lets out a long yawn, slinging her leg over me but quickly retreats. “No!”

I rush to sit up. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m so sorry!” Jaclyn grabs every stitch of fabric within arm's reach and wraps it around herself.

“What are you…” I follow her glance to my leg, which has a small smear of blood across it. “Get back here.”

“No!” she shrieks. “I did that to you. I’m so sorry, Alex, I’m going to—” As she moves off the bed, I snatch her by the waist and pull her back to me. “Alex! We are not having sex. In fact, I’m going to move to the middle of nowhere, never to be heard from again.”

I toss her onto her back, and she tries to hold back her laughter. “It’s fine.”

“It’snotfine. Oh, shit! The housekeepers!”

What is her obsession with what hotel staff thinks?

“...will think you were a virgin bride. I know, super embarrassing. But I’m sure your approval rating will skyrocket if it gets out.” I pull down the comforter and lick small circles around one of her nipples before grazing it with my teeth.

“This isn’t funny,” she giggles, wriggling under my touch as I blow cold air on her now-wet skin.

Ripping the comforter down, I kiss her stomach, sighing, “Sorry, little one. I really did try to make it happen. For fuck’s sake, your mother is so full of my cum she should be knocked up with twins by now. Alas, this is where we part ways.” She lets out a full laugh, and I look up at her while still talking to her belly. “So, we’re going to hop in the shower, then strip the bed. And I’ll make sure she’s taken care of, no matter what.”

“Alex,” she breathes, her laughter ceasing, with a combination of relief and a hint of longing.

“Come on, my little wife, let me make good on my promises.”

I slide off the bed and offer my hand. Jaclyn doesn’t take it. Instead, she strips away the soiled comforter, keeping it wrapped tightly around her, and rushes to the bathroom. Thankfully, the villa doesn’t have locks on any inside doors, and I’m able to follow her. As she turns the knob for the shower, I wrap my arm around her, splaying my hand across her belly and pulling her back flush with my chest.

“May I join you?” I ask playfully, the steam quickly filling the bathroom.

“Yes, but?—”

I guide her into the shower, scalding hot water pouring down on me. I can’t help hissing as it pelts my shoulders. “Do you always have it this hot?”

“You just told a non-existent child that you were going to take care of me.Thisis taking care of me. I need a hot shower, cozy pajamas, and probably at least two re-watches ofPride and Prejudice. Oh, and don’t think you can get away with the short movie, either. We’re doing the ridiculously long series, where he exits the lake in a wet tunic.”

I laugh as I pull her closer, then press her against the shower wall. “Wet tunic?”

“Think you’re up for it?” She winks, but I don’t care ifshe’s joking. I’ll happily watch a wet, swamp man on repeat if that’s what she wants.

Gripping her chin with my thumb and forefinger, I bring her lips within a breath of mine. “Other than a Regency romance marathon, what else can I do to serve you?”

“I don’t want to have someone serve me.” Sinking down to her knees, she looks up with doe eyes, biting her lip. “I know you’ll take care of me. So, let me take care of you.”

Jaclyn slides her tongue along my shaft, making my cock impossibly hard. She’s a damn siren, and in the span of less than a week, fucking owns me. As she takes all of me in her mouth, the only words I exhale are expletives. She licks and sucks until I hit the back of her throat, and she lightly gags. I grip her damp hair and pull back an inch, her eyes sparking with mischief. Reaching behind her head, her hand envelops mine, and she forces her mouth further onto me.

My cock hits the back of her throat again, and I groan, “Fuck, princess, you’re so fucking beautiful on your knees taking all of me.”

As she moans around my throbbing cock, it takes everything in me not to piston into her mouth. Sliding up and down my length, she massages my balls, and I have to brace myself on the wall behind her to keep my balance.

“I’m supposed to be taking care ofyou,” I remind her, but she doesn’t slow her pace. Her eyes are red with a mix of tears and the shower water, and I instinctively growl, “That’s enough.”

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