***ZANE’S POV***
I remove my hand from London’s neck and take a step backward. The woman will make me go crazy before she lets go of me.
“I didn’t want you to know. Yet,” I explain looking away.
London looks hurt, her eyes searching my face, I don’t know what she is expecting to find out.
“That shouldn’t have happened to Sinner,” I say staring away.
“I wouldn’t ask you to explain to me what we are facing but it seems like being married to you makes me a target too,” London says.
“No! You can’t say that, London. I will protect you,” I let out.
“Just like you did for Sinner?” she taunted.
My eyes darkened as they searched her face, I wanted to tell her to stop, but she knew what buttons to press.
“I promise,” I say.
“You left this morning and didn’t even tell me you were coming out here. For a moment, I wondered if it was actually your bloody clothes I saw last night,” London mutters her eyes searching the floor.
She had a shallow pink tinted across her face, she looked ready to brighten up, and I admired how young and innocent she looked.
I didn’t know London would wake up in the middle of the night, it is just weird that she noticed my clothes after I left the hospital last night.
“I cleaned them up. Sorry,” I murmur.
London nods and lifting her toes, she kisses me plainly on my lips. Grabbing her hips, I dig my fingers into it as I kiss her soft and plump lips.
“I love you,” I whisper.
When London sniffed, I knew she was crying as.
“I love you, Daddy,” she chuckles out as her slender arms come around to circle my neck.
“What about we finished the little sex we weren’t fortunate to do this morning?” I question.
London pulls away looking very alert.
“Oh no! We can’t. This is an office,” she says and I flip her over, finding every nerve in me to not tear her panties when I pull her gown over her ass.
“This goddamn dress. Did everyone see you walk in like that, baby? Those nipples peeking out, trying to say hi to every man at the hospital?” I demand doing a quick job with my belt and zipper.
My fat cock was already thick and ready to fit into my wife’s tight pussy.
“No one noticed me,” London says as she wiggles her backside towards me.
“I will take you here,” I say rubbing my thumb over her puckered hole.
“Please, Daddy,” London begs.
My eyes twinkle as she begs me with her words. London wants me to take her in her puckered hole willingly.
Sliding into her wet pussy, I get an easy entrance, and as I rock my waist in her, making sure I hear her moan.
London covers her mouth stopping herself from those erotic sounds. I frown.
“Don’t stop, come on, London, I want to hear the sound you produce with those lips of yours,” I say.
She grits her teeth and I continue stroking her.
“Come on, little girl, release those sounds for Daddy,” I propped.
London’s lips part and a small sound escapes her lips as she starts moaning.
I almost cum in her pussy, thus, I removed my dick from her sweet pussy, sliding it into her asshole.
“Uh! Daddy,” London cries out gently.
Thrusting my hips forward and backward, I try to set a pace for us, making her love every bit of it.
“I’m going to come here,” I tell her sweetly.
“Please,” she murmurs softly.
And I came hard that I pushed my hands on either side of London’s side, coming in her ass.
Panting, she passes out on the table, pushing a cup of pens on the table.
“We didn’t just have sex in a hospital,” London says, her voice hoarse.
I laugh softly, the sound a cool one.
“Now, tell me, what is so strange about us fucking like rabbits here, huh?” I asked helping her to her feet, she stood, but I helped her put her relax on the table while I cleaned her up.
Using a cleaning pad from the box, I wipe London clean. She looks embarrassed but sweeps that aside when the cool air blows across her body.
“Zane!” she murmurs.
“Yes, London? Any issue?” I ask rolling my eyes.
She shakes her head and says nothing.
London grips my shoulders and her nails claw on my arms, I love the pain she gives me, it makes me feel manly, and I enjoy it so well.
“Now, let’s go out there,” I say warmly.
I arrange my clothing, hold London by the hand and we walk outside. The nurse isn’t around, so I lead my wife towards the eatery and other some croissants and hot chocolate.
“You get a price for being a good girl,” I tell her as I bite into my own croissant, and take a sip of my coffee.
“I don’t want you leaving the house unattended,” he says, waiting for the fight that is going to come.
“I don’t need a bodyguard, besides, Reaper was with me,” she blurts out.
“Hey! Reaper can’t always check out on you, London. I am serious about what I am saying,” I mouth out roughly.
“Okay, Daddy, but that is because you said so,” she mouths out chewing.
As we finish eating, my phone starts ringing.
“Let me take this,” I say placing a kiss on her forehead.
Walking down the hall, I answer, Rio on the other side of the line.
“Shit is about hitting the fan with the Antolovs,” he grits out fiercely.
“Hey, what happened?” I question frowning.
“Enzo attacked some of our men, the son of a bitch,” he blurts out.
My hands were opening and closing at an ugly angle. I hate having to say that but I want to put a trigger on that fucker’s head.
“Where is the location? I will be there soon,” I say.