Page 148 of Levi

“That’s a good thing because it’s your name for the rest of your life.”

We exchange a wide smile.

“Come on, let’s go,” he says, guiding me to the stairs, “The faster we feed these people cake, the faster I can have you all to myself. I can’t wait to consummate this marriage, Mrs. Aldridge.”

“Mr. Aldridge!” I feign outrage. “Is that any way to talk to your wife?”

He leans into me, his lips flirting my earlobe. “You’re right.” The words are a husky whisper in my ear. “Why sugarcoat it?” He allows for a pregnant pause. He grabs my hand and places it on his crotch and grinds into the palm of my hand. “I’ve been hard since I saw you walking down the aisle in your gorgeous princess dress. Since you agreed to be my wife, I’ve been counting down the minutes until I can rip your panties––hopefully virginal white––off your sinful body with my teeth, so I can bury my very hard cock inside your sweet little ass, Mrs. Aldridge.” I swallow hard. “And, FYI, I intend on keeping you naked and barricaded in this house for five days once we get rid of all of these people. Don’t count on a second of rest.” He stares at me with suggestive bedroom eyes, half-lidded and sensual as fuck. “Better?”

There goes a good pair of panties.

The wolfish grin parting his lips is as stomach-fluttering and potent as the one he gives me when I know I’m in for a very, very long night of multiple orgasms.