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“Get back in here!” I yelled at her, still furious at her actions and myself.
Did she expect she could get away with it?
She stopped. Her back stiffened at my voice. She came back, not meeting my gaze anymore.
I slammed my laptop shut and swiped everything on my desk to the side. Maverick hadn’t said a word, but I could feel the tension in her body. It seemed to have terrified her, or she knew what would happen next. Good.
“Bend over the desk.”
“Excuse me?” Her head snapped at me. Her eyes filled with defiance.
“Did I stutter?”
“No.”
“No, you’re defying your husband, or no, I did not stutter.”
“Both.” I loved that she stood her ground and admired that she never bent for any man, including her husband. I expected that from her, and I also expected two outcomes tonight- she would hate me after this and leave me, or she would learn an important lesson.
“I’m losing my patience, Maverick. Don’t make me repeat myself. Bend over my desk. Take off your panties and lift your robe because if I do it myself, I’ll rip everything off your body until you’re completely naked in front of me. Take a pick.”
“I said no.” Her eyes hardened, but I also saw excitement and anticipation in there.
I expected nothing less from her. That was why I loved her so much that it was hard to breathe seeing her confess she thought I was not on board with our relationship and that I would plan on divorcing her when the contract ended.
“I’m saying this once. I’m extremely pissed off right now that I could break this desk. You fucking pissed me off.” I put on a tough facade. Deep inside, I wanted to slam my mouth to hers and fuck her hard to show her she was everything to me, but that dream and fantasy could wait. I needed to teach her a lesson tonight.
“And I said no. I’m not going to bend over and let you do what you want. I thought this was a two-way relationship.” Her voice squeaked and shook in the end, betraying her. “And it doesn’t mean you’re the man, richer and more powerful than me, that you expect me to follow you and do what you want like a puppet without questions.”
“Did I ever treat you like a puppet? A two-way relationship? That’s rich coming from a wife who doesn’t fully trust her husband.” I squinted my eyes, reading her action.
When she could not respond, I tipped my head.
“You can’t make me. This is abuse. I thought you were against domestic violence, and this is exactly what you are doing to me.” She talked so much but untied her robe and let the silky material drop on the floor. She stood naked before me. My palm itched to squeeze her sweet ass. My dick jerked in my pants.
I opened the fly of my jeans and freed my cock. “Your hands over the edge of the desk. Grip it tight.”
The view of her was magnificent. I was a douchebag, yes, but not an exhibitionist to cause pain to women to satisfy my need, but the thought of her trusting her body to me made me respect her more than anyone I gave my respect for.
She did as I said. Her ass facing me, exposing her hole, making me drool to taste her. Her breasts pressed against the cold desk. Her toned arms were stretched, and her spine was slightly arched.
“Tell me if you are tired.”
“Why do you care?” she spat out, anger deep in her voice.
“Have you ever fucked on the desk before?” My voice deepened as I ran my fingers on her spine, and her back arched instantly, responding to my touch. I waited for her answer, but that didn’t happen. “We did it once here. Why are you not answering? Did you already forget it?”
“No.”
I stroked her ass, and her spine stiffened. Her grip tightened, and her knuckles were white. She turned her head to the side to study me. She took a breath as if she was trying to strengthen her patience or to grab strength for her defiance.
“Do you feel me?” I gripped my dick, nudging the tip on her tight hole. A gasp passed her lips in surprise.
I rubbed my shaft up and down on her pussy lips, and she began lifting her ass in anticipation, letting go of her broken pants.
I moved closer, and our bodies almost touched. I bet everything I had that she was wet for me right now.
I bent over, my hands on both sides of her head. My dick pushed against her ass, sending shock waves across my body and sparks through my spine, lighting up to fire.
Her body stiffened against my dick, about to plug into her forbidden hole. Her breath hitched, her knees wobbling. It took all, every ounce of my strength not to thrust my dick inside and feel her tight hole sucking, gripping me tight like a glove.
It drove me insane. Every muscle in my body clenched as I tried hard not to snap my last willpower.
“Do you want my dick or my tongue inside you?” The pulsing of my dick grew stronger. I had to clench my jaw hard, not to shudder.
She shivered. “Just do what you want and get over with it.”
“This is not about what I want. How about what you want?”
“I hate you right now.” Her words tagged a string in my heart.
I ignored the twinge in my chest. Instead, I asked her, “So you just want my dick and my body?”
“Fuck you.”
“Why did you bend over, Maverick?” I whispered to her, trying to calm down, but I was failing it. Miserably.
“Because you told me to, asshole.”
“I’m so tempted to fuck you right now. You’re the most exquisite woman I’ve ever been with. You’re the only beautiful thing I ever see and have right now, and I don’t want to change that.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Isn’t it the reason why you punish me?”
“This is not a punishment.”
“Then what do you call this? Testing your strength to temptation or testing me, or how long could I last in this position?”
“Oh, it’s been tested, baby. I’m fucking hard against your sweet ass, but I can’t have it.” I got off her and bent to kiss her ass cheek.
“You know what? I’m tired. If you’re not going to spank me, I’m getting out of here.” She got up and faced me. Eyes filled with anger, skin pink, and her tits on display begging to be sucked. Because she was a strong woman. Instead of walking out of my study, she spread her thighs and showed me her wet pussy.
Fuck. My jaw almost cracked, and my teeth nearly shattered. And she had my dick just jerked before her.
I saw an intense devotion and pride in her eyes.
“I’m your temptation. Take me then,” she said confidently.
“You’re not my temptation, beautiful. I don’t make sins if I take you. You’re my greatest gift.”
She swallowed hard, blinking. Her confidence was gone, replaced with shock.
“Now tell me why you did what I told you instead of walking away. And why did you do what you’re doing right now?”
She closed her thighs, and I picked up her robe and gave it to her. No matter how hard I was, and it was fucking uncomfortable, I pulled up my pants, which confused her.
When she couldn’t answer, I said, “You did that because you trust me. You always have. I know you are scared of giving her heart to another person because someone hurt you terribly before meeting me. I get all that. I would never intentionally hurt you. The trust you gave me is more than enough for me to give my life to you.”
She put her robe on silently, tied it securely, and stood there in silence.
I picked up my phone and sat in my chair, wincing from the snug fit of my pants. I dialed Kelsey.
“How did you get this number?”
“I have resources, Kelsey.” I watched the light appear in Maverick’s eyes. “Have you heard from him? My wife is worried sick.”
“I can’t tell you that.”
“For fuck’s sake, just tell me if he’s alive. I don’t want to know where he is. I know how it works.”
“Yes. He’s in deep undercover for a few weeks or may last for months.”
Maverick released a shuddering breath of relief.
“Thank you.”
“Tell your wife I’m sorry I haven’t called her.”
“I’ll relay your message.” I hung up the call and looked at her.
Our gazes locked for seconds until she threw herself at me, hugging me tightly. “Thank you.”
I wrapped my arms around her. “You’re welcome.”
She pulled away with a smile as if she thought of a great idea. “Let me help you with that.” She seemed shy.
“I’m not asking for payment, Maverick. I did that because you’re my wife, and I hate to see you so worried.”
“I know. I just want to help.”
“Come closer.”
She leaned in, confused.
I cupped her face and kissed her lips. “That’s all I want.”
She smiled genuinely. “You know I always trust you. I defied you because I was angry.”
“I know. Now go to bed. I’ll be there shortly.” I grabbed her wrist and looked her in the eye. “If you ever have doubts, just ask away. I will tell you the truth.”
“Thanks.” She kissed me first before she walked away.
“And, baby?”
“Yeah?” She looked at me.
“Ditch the robe.”