Page 262 of Falling for the Wife

His eyes darkened with almost no green showing in them, fury leading his logic. “You—”

My temper colorfully matched his. I began to shake in my rage, so much so that a few strands of my hair fell out of my loose bun. “Don’t you dare say it!” I spat at him, ready to take him on. If acting like a complete brute was his way of achieving things, then I should do the same. “Insultmeone more time, Reiss—I fucking dare you— and I’ll never divorce Ashton. You’ll be fighting me for parental rights from across the Atlantic Ocean.” I felt incensed and unjustifiably irrational, and I couldn’t seem to stop it from happening.

“Have you not learned anything? You know better than to throw such provocation.” His eyes danced, anger mixed with something more potent. “I don’t abide by the rules. I dare because I can,” he said just as he tugged the tie off my robe in one swift movement, instantly parting the silk that had been barely covering my nipples, my nether region blatantly exposed to him. “I dare because this”—he cupped both of my breasts, squeezing them with a tinge of roughness—“this … ismine.”

Shit. How could he simply manipulate my body into working against me? It was purely cruel, and even though it was, my moans didn’t go unnoticed.

One hand remained while the other explored farther below, drifting down past my navel as it sought towards the crevice between my legs that were slightly parted in anticipation of his touch. Then, parting the lips of my pussy coarsely before he slid his middle finger into my entrance, he grunted my name just as it gripped his finger, greedy for more.

“This isallmine,” he vowed with such raw emotion it became my undoing. “It’salwaysgoing to be mine.”

I sobbed from losing control of my body and how much truth there was in his words. “You’ve made your point. Please, stop.”

“I can’t,” he muttered in vain. “I fucking wish I could … you don’t know how much I wish I could.” His thumb found the sweet nub, rubbing it in circular motions while his finger started to fuck me. “I dream of you just like this, surrendering yourself to me like you did the first time.”

I spiraled out of control as I opened myself to him farther, past caring about our differences. What mattered washimand what he was creating inside me. The ache inside was merely being teased, and I was desperate to have more of him.

“Reiss, no more, please. I can’t—” I cried out from frustration. “I need you to fuck me. Please … just fuck me.”

“I’ve never heard anything sexier from you.” The words of praise rushed out of his lips as he took care of his clothing. The sound of his pants falling onto the ground made me even wetter, anticipating the feel of him, all powerful and magnificent, pleasuring himself with my body.

“Christ!” he growled as his cock impaled me, momentarily paralyzing me as he guided himself, seating deeply inside me. “Why do you always feel the same—just fucking perfect and so beautifully tight?” His left hand cupped my face, staring at me as if he was seeing me for the first time. His eyes had always possessed the power to disarm me.

His cock was still deep inside of me, throbbing enormously from blatant arousal, but he remained still, unmoving as he penetrated deeply into my eyes. In this instant, I wasn’t sure what was going through his head. It was hard to read him.

“I haven’t really looked at you, trulylookedat you since that night in the middle of the rose bushes while moonlight kissed your skin.” It had been our last night together before I had broken his heart the next day.

Right now, he had this expression on his face, as if mesmerized. He took his time, caressing, memorizing every contour of my face, as if he was reacquainting himself, as if noting everything he could remember.

“You’re eyes haven’t changed much. You’re still unbelievably beautiful. It hurts to look at you sometimes.”

It felt surreal, as though I was hallucinating that he was gazing at me like he used to. It was bittersweet, and I couldn’t help being pulled into it, exalting in his touch. It was as if he really was touching me for the first time. In a sense, he was after all these years because it was the first time he had touched me with tenderness.

When his thumb reached out to my bottom lip, grazing it lightly at the tip, my tongue inadvertently came out to slowly taste it, making him grunt in response.

“Ava,” he said hoarsely, the pull of desire hanging between us like magnets attracting each other. “I used to love kissing these lips.”

The look in his eyes, the feel of him inside me, caused me to barely hear him properly. I couldn’t tear my gaze off him as I breathed him in, basking in the very feel of him. The love I felt for him had seized me whole.

Fulfilling my own curiosity, I touched his face. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but I had this sudden urge, this need so strong I couldn’t help succumbing to it.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t wait forever,” I rushed out my apology, just as I brusquely brought his face towards mine, kissing him as ravenously as I could. I kissed him hard, like it was a punishment and a blessing. I kissed with my heart, my all, and he eagerly responded in the same alarming hunger. He made a guttural sound that reminded me of a famished lion that was about to lose control as it greedily feasted on its capture.

He took everything he could, stripping me bare with every kiss he granted me. He felt like a man out of control, almost slamming me against the wall as he took my leg and harshly withdrew before driving into me with such an obliterating thrust it took my breath away.

“Ava—” he said in between kisses, withdrawing and sliding his cock back inside me with the same ferocity. “Damn you. You fucking always make me feel like an animal! This need to be inside you is maddening. You’re all I think about.”

“Take as much as you can, then. Feast on this hunger. I’m yours for however long you want me.” It was hopeless fighting my love for him. I was battling something that was larger than life. There was no point in denying myself, even if I could be with him only for a short amount of time.

He gave me a doubtful look, appearing almost nervous as I noted the bobbing of his throat. “I might not stop for days—weeks even. Are you sure you can handle that?”

“For you … only for you. I’ll endure anything to please you.”

CHAPTER93

Ava

An odd sensationwoke me from my deep slumber. Without opening my lids, I noted the achy muscles and the soreness between my thighs. It almost made me smile, thinking how ravenous Reiss had been. When he’d said he could fuck for days, he had truly meant it. However, after the third time he had taken me, I had been ready to wave my white flag, begging for a short hiatus. I remembered us falling asleep on the bed.