Return to Me (To Me Series #1) - Lucy Darling Page 0,3

or divorce. Don’t waste your time. Wife is a title you’ll be keeping.”

“I’m not your wife.”

My fingers dig into her lush hips. I pull her deeper into me. “You are and always will be my wife.” I lean forward. She doesn't turn away as my mouth brushes against hers. “I’ll kill anyone else that tries to have you,” I vow.

She sucks in a breath. Her pupils dilate. She calls me an asshole but I know it turns her on. I am one. I only give her that side of me when she wants it. And right now, I can tell she’s asking for it.

“I just want my annulment.”

I pull back. Her mouth parts. Her tongue peeks out, licking her lips. She wants a kiss.

“You’re not getting one. Ask for something else.” I’d give her almost anything in this world. But what she’s asking for is the one thing I would not.

“You tricked me.”

“I’ll lie.”

“I have no doubt.” I shrug, not giving a shit. I’ve done worse things. “You have no grounds for an annulment.”

She smirks. “We didn't consummate our marriage.”

She has me on that one. My hard cock jerks inside my slacks, begging me to consummate our marriage right here and now on the beach, not caring who sees. But I won't do that because I care. Lucky for me I don’t think with my dick.

“No proof of that either.” I pull on the string of her bikini. I regret it instantly. I look around to make sure no one is watching. That the beach has been cleared. It looks like Jackson is making up for his earlier slip. I don’t see a soul in sight.

“I’m a virgin. I can prove that. Try again.”

I flip her over. She lets out a small adorable scream of surprise as I pin her to the cabana day bed.

“You’re playing with fire.” I lean down, my tongue taking a long lick of her sun-kissed skin. She’s as sweet as I imagined she’d be.

“What are you doing?” Her voice comes out breathy. Her fingers dig into my shirt as she lifts her hips, her pussy trying to find the friction it needs against me.

I give her neck a small bite, unable to help myself. She lets out a moan, her body jerking under mine. I kiss the spot.

“You want me to fix that for you? Make you feel good?” I ask her.

Her mouth parts more as her hips rise again. It takes everything in me to do it but I rise with her so she can’t find what she’s looking for. No, I’m not going to give it to her. She isn’t finding it on her own. When she submits, then I’ll give her all the pleasure she can handle, but until then, we wait.

“Victor.” She whimpers my name.

“Ask me to make you come and I will.”

“Make me come.” She barely gets the words out of her mouth and I’m on her. My mouth covers hers in a deep kiss. My tongue pushes into her mouth, demanding entrance. She opens for me as I take her. Her fingers dig into my hair. Her little moans leave her mouth, making their way into mine.

I taste each one of them as I slip my hand between us. My fingers pull her bikini bottoms over as I part her legs wide while positioning my body above her. I groan when I feel the slickness between her gorgeous thighs.

“Are you always this wet when I’m around?” I part her slit, finding her clit hard and begging for my attention. I want to draw this out. I have to remind myself this won’t be the last time I make her come. She’s my wife. I’ll have her over and over again for the rest of my life. Right now her body is wound tight and she needs the release that only I can give her. I want to show her that I’ll always have what she needs. She only has to let me give it to her.

“Victor.” She moans my name again, not answering my question. I pull my hand away and smack her pussy. This time she cries out my name in pleasure.

“Answer me, wife.”

“Yes!” she snips, making me smile.

“No wonder you’re always in a terrible mood. This little pussy has been neglected and needs my attention. Remember, wife, you only have to ask,” I tell her. “I’d set you on top of your desk and eat your cunt until I fixed the ache. Take the throb away and