Page 38 of Taking His Heart

“Not bossy. Just eager to consummate this marriage of ours before you change your mind.”

That has the smile leaving her face. Shit. I shouldn’t have voiced that thought out loud.

“I’m not changing my mind,” she says.

I shrug a shoulder as if it’s not a big deal. “It’s okay if you do. It won’t change a damn thing now, Dani. You are my wife, whether you want to be or not.”

“I want to be. I’ve always wanted to be yours, CJ.”

“You’ve always been mine.” My jacket lands on the floor, followed by my shirt.

Daniella’s eyes fall to my waist as I undo my belt. Her tongue darts out, licking her bottom lip.

“Daniella, you still have too much clothing on.”

“Shit…” She rips her blouse over her head, forgoing opening the buttons. Her skirt is next to go. Then, standing on the bed, she pulls on the zipper and lets it drop to the mattress before stepping over to me and jumping.

I shuffle backwards as I catch her, because there is no fucking way I’m dropping this woman. Pain rips through my wound. I fall on to the bed with Daniella beneath me. Burying my face in her neck as I kiss my way down the smooth skin. Doing my best to hide my discomfort from her.

Daniella’s hips lift off the mattress, her pussy seeking the friction.

“Need something, Dani?” I smirk as my mouth makes its way down past her collarbone to her breast.

“I need you,” she moans, her fingers pulling at my hair.

“I’m right here,” I tell her, pushing the lace of her bra aside and revealing one pert pink nipple. My mouth waters at the sight. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too,” Dani says.

I look up at her and my smirk widens. “I was talking to your tits.”

“Well, they missed you too.”

Her laugh turns into a moan when my mouth latches around her nipple. Sucking, nibbling, licking the taut bud. Daniella’s hands tighten their grip on the back of my head, pushing my face into the flesh of her breast. If I suffocate with her tit in my mouth, you wouldn’t hear me complain.

My fingers push the lace down from her other breast as my mouth moves over. “Can’t have this side feeling left out,” I say before covering her nipple again.

“Oh god.” Dani squirms underneath me.

“Not god. CJ,” I remind her.

“Don’t stop,” she groans.

I chuckle as I let her nipple drop from my mouth. Sitting up on my knees, I free my cock from my pants. Wrap a hand around it and stroke myself three times. Only letting my cock go so that I can tear the panties covering my little slice of heaven. The lace rips with ease. Pulling the now-shredded material aside, I stare down at my favorite place. Her pussy, shiny and glistening like a beacon calling to my dick.

“Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I say, running a single finger up the center of her wet folds. I then bring that same finger to my mouth and suck her essence from it. “Fucking delicious.”

“CJ!”

“Mhmm?” My eyes meet Daniella’s.

“Fuck me already,” she urges, wrapping her legs around my waist and attempting to pull me forward.

“Bossy. Is this how our marriage is going to be? You ordering me around?”

“Yes. Get used to it.”

I lift a shoulder and smile. “Happy wife, happy life, right?”