Page 61 of Taking His Heart

“I can hold my fucking wife, Dani,” I grunt.

Does my abdomen still hurt? A little, but it’s a hell of a lot better than it was a week ago.

“Okay, just don’t overdo it,” she says.

Shifting her weight into one hand, I reach the other under her, finding my dick. Then I line it up with her entrance. “Are you ready for me, Dani?”

As much as I want to bury myself as deep into her pussy as I can, I don’t want to hurt her.

“I’m always ready for you, CJ.”

I slowly slide into her. She’s not wrong. Her pussy takes me with ease.

“How do you feel better every fucking time?” I ask as I sink all the way in.

The walls of her pussy pulse around my bare dick. I’ve never fucked anyone bare before her. I’m fucking glad I don’t need to worry about protection, because skin-on-skin feels better than anything I’ve ever felt.

“Mmm, I don’t know.” Daniella’s head leans back against the wall.

My mouth lands on her shoulder, sucking and nibbling at the smooth wet skin as I slide in and out of her in slow movements. I don’t want to go too fast. I want to last. I never want this feeling to stop.

“CJ, stop torturing me. Fuck me already,” Dani says, grinding her pussy down on my cock.

“I am fucking you,” I tell her.

“No, you’re going slow. This is lovemaking. I want to be fucked.”

“Well, what my wife wants, my wife gets.” I smirk as I start to increase my speed. I use my weight to press her back harder against the tiled wall as I thrust in and out of her.

“Yes, like that! Don’t stop!” Dani screams.

I don’t plan to ever stop. I knew I missed her. I felt empty without her for years. Having her again, though, just highlights how empty I was. A shell. That’s what I was without her. She brings me to life. She makes me insanely happy, not just because I love fucking her, but everything that she is. It’s hard to explain. It’s as if our souls are one and the same.

When she left, she took mine with her. And now I have it back. Sure, it’s still tainted and dark as fuck, but I got her back. I got us back and I’m never fucking letting it go again.

“I need you to come for me, Dani. Come all over my cock.”

My wife doesn’t disappoint. She comes and she comes fucking hard. The walls of her pussy convulse around my dick, milking me of everything I have.

“I want to know who it is.” I was supposed to be met at the airport by one of Daniella’s uncles. There was no one but drivers here to pick us up. I let it go. Until now. She’s sleeping, and I stepped outside to call my father.

“How’s Australia?” he asks.

“Hot. Who’s after my wife, Dad?”

He sighs. “I need you to promise me that you’re not going to do anything stupid, CJ.”

“Like what?”

“Like go off on some cowboy fucking mission alone that’s going to result in you getting yourself killed.”

“Who is it, Dad?” I could dig myself, but I know he has the answer I want. I’ve been so preoccupied with Daniella I haven’t had a chance to do shit about this.

“Hernández,” he says.

I stop dead in my tracks. “Excuse me? Repeat that, because I’m pretty sure you just said a fucking Mexican cartel member is trying to take out my wife.”

“We’re on it. All you need to do is keep her out of the public eye for a while.”