Page 30 of Protective Phlox

“I just don’t think it will be possible to negotiate a better price,” he finished.

“What if I double the order each time? I can move the product, but I need it at the price I put on the proposal.”

Savannah rotated her hips, and my eyes rolled back in my head as her pussy massaged my cock. Her fingers worked at the little buttons on my dress shirt, and she softly moaned as the material opened enough for her to slip her hands inside.

My devious wife was pushing my resolve as she nipped and sucked on the side of my neck. Her breath was hot against my skin but not as hot as the words that she whispered in my ear.

“I want you to fuck me hard,” she said, and I licked my lips, trying to focus on Travino. “I want to be your good girl as you make me scream and come all over your cock.” Fuck me. She was trying to kill me. My balls tightened, and I pulled her forward. Now, I was able to pound up into her faster, and she whimpered in my ear. My body shuddered at the sound.

“Alright, Nathaniel. I will allow the price for double the order, but it has to be for the same number of orders per year.”

“I wouldn’t think of double-crossing you by ordering less, Mr. Travino,” I said but smiled. I would have if he hadn’t said anything. “I’ll have the paperwork drawn up and sent over to your office.”

“There was something else I wanted to discuss with you,” he said, and just then, Savannah’s body tensed, and her nails dug into my shoulders as she laid her head back in a silent scream. Her strong muscles tightened like a fist around my cock as she came, and that was all I could take.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Travino. I have a very pressing matter I need to attend to. I’ll be in touch next week.” I hit End and tossed the phone. “Fuck,” I growled. Picking Savannah up, I sat her on the edge of the desk and lost myself in the feel of her. Pens rolled off the sides, and a moment later, my small lamp crashed to the floor as I pounded into my sexy wife. She was moaning and gripping the edge of the heavy desk as it moved a little with each thrust.

“Come for me again. I want to watch you,” I growled. Savannah furiously rubbed at her clit, and I knew she was close. “That’s it, Kisa. Come for me. Now.” My teeth clenched as I held off my climax.

“Nathan, yes!” Savannah arched off the desk, pressing her tits into the air as she came again.

“Fuck!” That was the only word I could get out before my body was gripped with an orgasm so powerful it stole all other words and the air from my chest. Even my heart seemed to stop as my cock unloaded deep inside her pussy. My legs shook as I thrust a few more times. Gripping her ass, I stumbled back and sat down with Savannah on my lap and my cock still inside of her.

We were both panting hard, and her head was on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and just soaked in her quiet breathing and how she still clung to me like I was her world.

“I don’t know if I can ever get over you choosing to exclude me from my son’s life, but I love you, Savannah.” She lifted her head and stared into my eyes, tears glistening in hers.

“You mean that?”

I smoothed back some of the wild strands of hair from her face. “I don’t say anything I don’t mean.” My lip curved up.

“I fell in love with you while we were snowed in at your resort, and my heart has never recovered.”

Kissing her, I dined on the sweetness of her lips. “It kills me that you didn’t come to me. I get it, logically, but…you can’t do that again.”

“I can’t run away with your secret baby?”

“Funny. You can’t run for any reason and don’t hide things from me, Savannah. I won’t tolerate it,” I said, and the fire that was always simmering under the surface with her reemerged. “Tolerate may not be the right word. Just no fucking secrets.” Savannah tilted her head back as I gently wrapped my fingers around her delicate throat and admired how my hand looked. The Mikhailov insignia ring and my wedding band shone in the light. “Secrets lead to lies, lies lead to anger, and anger leads to shallow graves.” My emotions were erratic and volatile when it came to her. “I will protect you and Cutter with my life. But don’t make me regret it.” I tightened my grip, and the fire was still in her eyes, but so was passion. We were toxic and yet made for one another.

A stray tear slipped from her eye, leaving a glistening trail down her cheek, and I licked the little droplet up before it could fall from her chin.

“I won’t run, and I won’t lie, but I can’t be your prisoner, Nathan. I’ll wither and die like that, and it will only breed animosity. It’s not healthy for anyone, but especially Cutter. If we are raising him together, he needs the best of us, not the worst, and frankly, he deserves it.”

“I guess we need to trust each other. That won’t be easy, Savannah,” I said, removing my hand from her throat, only to grip her ass so she didn’t move yet. If it were humanly possible, I’d stay inside of her like this all day.

“Probably not.”

“Fine, you are free to leave whenever you wish, but there are conditions for your and Cutter’s safety.”

“I can agree to safety rules. I’m not an idiot who plans on becoming a damsel in distress,” she said, and there was nothing in this world that would ever make me think she’d turn into that.

“I could go for chasing you through the house, though,” I teased, and the warmth of the smile she gave me lit up the entire room. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”

“Do you want to try again,” she asked, and I chuckled.

“I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I don’t think I can stand, let alone fuck you again right now. Give me fifteen minutes.”

Her smile widened as she shook her head. “No, I mean another child. I might be completely insane in offering this, but….” I sucked in a deep breath as I waited for her to finish. “I want us to have another baby so you can be part of everything from the very beginning. I refuse to apologize for choosing what I thought was right and the safest option for me and our son, so don’t think this is me groveling for forgiveness.”