Page 63 of The Wrong Husband

I closed my eyes against the pain of losing my family. All my life I'd tried to win them over and now there was no recourse. I was truly alone. I couldn't pretend anymore that my parents and sister cared about me even though they didn't show it. Even that fiction was taken away and I had to face the stark reality—I didn't have a family. I never did.

Damian gently turned my face toward him. "Don't be sad. She isn't worth it."

"She's my sister."

"And I'm your husband." He kissed me then and for that brief time when his tongue stroked mine, I forgot about my heartache and let him claim me.

Chapter 19

Damian

Icouldn’t keep my hands off Emilia. It wasn't just her body, it was everything about her. Her big heart. Her love for her shit family. Her art—fucking hell, this woman had skill and she was in her early twenties. In a decade or so with life experiences behind her, she'd be a juggernaut. It was going to be fascinating to follow her progression as an artist and I would have a front seat, which made me weak with delight.

I pushed my wife against the front door once we were inside the loft.

"I want you," I murmured kissing her neck. "Are you wet, Em?"

She moaned as I suckled the fragrant skin on her neck. "I'll find out." I slid my hand up her dress and cupped her. I smiled at her as my fingers teased her wetness.

I put both my hands on her hips and pulled down her panties. I helped her get them off and trailed my lips over her skin as I pushed my hands up to her thighs.

I rose and kissed her, my finger on her clit. My mouth moved caressingly across her flesh, licking down her cleavage. With my free hand I yanked at the bow at her waist and her wraparound dress unraveled. My knuckles grazed her soft flesh as the fabric of her dress fell to the sides of her pert breasts, now covered with just her black bra.

My tongue licked the top of her breasts and my finger entered her pussy. She flinched and I crooned to her. "Shh, baby. You're so fucking tight."

Her hips arched into my touch as my thumb rubbed her clit. I pushed down her bra and groaned when I saw her beautiful hard nipples.

A gasp escaped her when I took one of those hard nubs into my mouth and suckled.

"All night I've wanted to do this. All fucking night. Do you know how beautiful these tits are?"

I swirled my thumb around her clit and added another finger inside her warm cunt. My mouth nipped at the flesh above her breast and traced one nipple then another.

I squeezed a breast hard while I suckled the nipple on the other. Her moans were getting louder.

"I want to taste." I pulled my fingers out of her and brought them to her lips, painting them and kissed her. "How do you taste?"

"I don't know," she whimpered. She sounded almost afraid, and I reminded myself that just a few weeks ago, this woman had been a virgin and I needed to slow the fuck down.

I rubbed my nose against her, calming myself. "You taste very good, Em. But I need more."

I dropped to my knees in front of her and just looked at her pussy for a long moment. "Sexiest fucking cunt I have ever seen." I kissed her pussy. "Spread your thighs, baby."

She did and in those high heels, it was erotic as fuck. I latched onto her clit, sliding three fingers inside her without warning. Her hips began to move against me. She was rubbing herself toward release as much as I was pushing her there.

"I can feel your pussy squeezing my fingers. Are you about to come, Em?"

"Yes. Yes. I need you to…Damian."

"I know what you need," I whispered, and I did. And this wasn't just about her body. I knew, now, that she needed to be seen.

She moaned as my tongue against her clit licked faster and my fingers inside her found and stroked her G-spot. She was shaking against me, and it was the best fucking feeling in the world.

When she exploded, I licked her juices. She didn't squirt this time, but we'd get there, I thought smugly, we had all fucking night and the next and the next.

I removed her clothes and left them by the door; and carried her to bed. She watched me while I took her shoes off, not self-conscious of being naked, just blissed the fuck out.

I removed the buttons at my cuffs and started to unbutton my shirt.