Hitched by Kendall Ryan

Author:Kendall Ryan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Kendall Ryan Books
Published: 2016-07-18T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Noah

Barely an hour after she tore me a new asshole and stormed off, Olivia is standing in front of my desk. And underneath her nervousness is a mischievous glint in her eye.

“No?” I tease her, pretending to be surprised. “I thought you said it was just a little O earlier.”

She shakes her head. There’s a tiny crease between her brows, and I know that whatever she’s about to propose, she’s given it a lot of thought.

I rise to my feet and come around the desk so we’re standing facing each other. I can’t help pushing her buttons a little more. “Excellent, because there’s plenty more where that came from.” I love when she blushes. She looks beautiful when she’s fully relaxed and carefree. This is my favorite version of her.

“That’s good, because I’ve been thinking. Maybe this whole husband arrangement might come in handy,” Olivia says.

“Indeed it can. I have a big dick and I know how to use it. We’ve proven that even you, Snowflake, like orgasms. We have six hours between when we get off work and bedtime . . . that’s more than enough time to make you scream my name.”

“God, you’re crude.” Her cheeks flush even pinker.

Bingo.

“How would you prefer I behave, Olivia? Like your little lapdog from accounting, polite and well-mannered and hanging on your every word? You’ll have to neuter me first.”

She raises her chin. She didn’t think I noticed that shriveled prick sniffing around, but I did.

“Sorry, Snowflake, but I’m a man. A speak-my-mind, fight-for-what-I-believe, bleed-for-my-country, red-meat-eating man. I don’t bow down to anyone. You want to fuck around and blow off some steam? Fine. It’ll be fun. But I’m not handing my balls over to you.”

She rolls her eyes. “Just don’t talk and we’ll be fine.”

I chuckle. It’s so fun to see her flustered.

“No, seriously, don’t speak.”

Nodding, I make a show of tightening my lips and zipping them shut.

Even I’m smart enough to know when to stay quiet. And when sex with Olivia is on the line, I’m more than willing to play along. All this teasing banter is melting my little snowflake, slowly but surely . . . just according to plan.

• • •

“What is all of this? I’m pretty much a sure bet. You understand that, right?” Olivia’s tone is amused, maybe even a little chastising. But there’s a huge smile on her face.

I asked her on an official date tonight. I’ve filled our penthouse with pale pink peonies from floor to ceiling—every counter and table topped with a crystal vase or a small water bowl of fragrant blossoms. I’ve even drawn her a bath with petals floating on the warm water.

“We’re not really dating. You didn’t have to do this,” she says, her tone teasing. “It’s just business. And sex. That’s it.”

I won’t admit it, but I’m a little hurt. If I did all this for any other woman, she’d be impressed and dazzled. But winning over Olivia is a challenge unlike any other.

“Go get ready. We have a seven-thirty reservation.

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