ThePurchasedWife by The Purchased Wife

Author:The Purchased Wife
Format: mobi, epub

CHAPTER SEVEN

WATCHING her go, with her hair tumbling down her slender back helping to hide her nakedness from him, Xander wondered grimly how the hell she had walked him into that silken trap.

His body responded to tell him how. He hadn't used anything. He had not so much as glimpsed the distant idea of using anything to protect her from the risk of pregnancy-and not because of some fixed agenda he had been working towards, though he allowed Nell the right to believe that had been his ultimate motive. No, for the first time in his long sexual history he'd found himself too locked in the thrall of how she'd made him feel.

And if anyone from now on ever dared tell him that a condom did not stunt the pleasure of sexual intercourse then he would know they had never experienced what he had just experienced.

‘Theos,’ he breathed, turning it into a sigh as he threw himself fiat against the bed then glanced down at his body, where the length of his shaft lay tight and proud against the fiat of his abdomen, impatiently demanding more of the same. It knew the difference. He knew the difference. He turned his head to glance at the closed bathroom door and wondered what Nell would say in response if he went in there and informed her that she had not been the only one enjoying a virgin experience in this bed.

Not one of his better ideas, he thought ruefully as that highly active part of his body gave another impatient tug. A confession like that would still not alter the fact that his intoxicating wife might be a virgin no more but her cynical view of him was still very much in tact. And-hell, what could he say to make her believe that he'd harboured no deliberate intentions but had simply lost his head? The way his body was acting, it was not going to back him up. It wanted more-and more of what they'd just had. Prolific, rampantly free and potently unprotected sex shared with the beautiful, excitingly responsive woman who'd just left this bed.

Not just any woman-his woman. His wife...

Sensation flipped a running ripple down his body. Turning his head on the pillow, he stared up at the ceiling where the lines of sunlight reflected on it filtered in through the slatted shutters then released a deep sigh of satisfaction at how good those two words sounded and felt.

His wife in fact and at last now in body. Why not enjoy sowing the seeds of that union? Why not tie the beautiful if cynical Helen to him so tightly she would never be free to attempt to leave him again?

See her walk away from their child-to-be with her Frenchman, he challenged grimly and felt hot, grinding jealousy stir in his chest. Who the hell was the guy that he believed he could poach his wife from him in the first place? What the hell did he have that made Nell

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.