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AIDAN
She wasquiet as we drove home, her gaze introspective as she stared out onto the road.
I didn't break into her thoughts, not when Cade and Lucas were sitting in the front seat, able to listen to everything we had to say, but I made sure that I kept her fingers tucked into mine.
She didn't pull back.
I considered that a good sign.
I'd intended to jump back into work; there was shit to be done, after all. But itwasSunday, and we didn't have to go to Ma's for Sunday lunch, so I intended to spend the day with my wife. Hopefully trying to bring her out of whatever mood she’d sunk into upon witnessing six brutal deaths.
Well,onebrutal death. The others had been relatively peaceful all told.
As peaceful as a hanging could be…
And she’d surprised me by taking care of Anthony.
Was she regretting that now?
Would she blame me for what happened back at the cement factory?
When we were finally alone in the elevator, as the door drifted to a close, I turned to her and began, "Sav—"
That was when she was on me.
Her hands scrabbled at the hem of my tee, dragging it halfway up my chest. She was on her knees before I even had a chance to finish her name, and her fingers were on my fly as she pulled the zipper down and grabbed my cock, drawing it out of the confines of my pants.
A grin curved my mouth as she drew her tongue along the quickly thickening length of my shaft, her lips slipping around the tip as she bobbed her head, accepting a couple more inches of me into her.
She pressed it against my abs and slid her tongue down the thick vein at the back before curling her hand around the base as she began jacking me off.
"Come on, come on, come on," she whispered, her gaze magnetized toward my shaft until she'd sucked it and jerked it into a full-blown erection.
In my defense, I'd been half certain she was going to ask for a fucking divorce, and even if my reaction time was fast, my dick was clearly wary.
When it was hard enough, she leaped upward, her gaze pinned on mine, and she demanded, "Talk after, fuck first."
I knew Savvie was technically insane, but I'd never embraced that insanity wholeheartedly until this moment.
If, after what she'd just seen, she wasn't asking to separate and wanted me inside her, I could more than handle that.
I knew why as well.
Something about me being the boss got her hot so, to reward her, I grabbed her by the nape, dragged her toward me, and bit her bottom lip.
As she whimpered, I twisted her around and shoved her toward the glass. Her hands clapped against it and I said, "Look at me in the reflection."
My command had her wilting, her head bowing as she watched me in the mirror.
I let go of her and reached down to unfasten the fly on her slacks.
Shucking them down, I dragged off her panties next, kicking them to the ground too, then I widened her stance.
Slipping my dick against her slick folds, I thrust into her, and that was when I grabbed a hold of her hair. Her keening wail lit me up from the inside out, and I dragged her head back so it was butting up against my shoulder, twisting it slightly to the side so that she could look at me.
"You want my dick, little one?" I growled against her temple.