I ran my gaze over her body and down to her bare legs. “For good reason, it appears. What the fuck were you thinking, going out without a bodyguard?”
“I thought it would be fine. I was just going to the store down the road. I took a guard when I went out with the children yesterday, but today I thought I’d be fine without one.” She turned her back to me as she went back to putting away the laundry.
My muscles were coiled with tension. “You are my wife now. That means you’re a target for my enemies. I’m not a good man and a lot of people would like to harm my family and me.”
She kept her back to me and didn’t acknowledge what I’d said.
I strode over to her, grabbing her arms and spinning her around to face me. “I don’t care what your papà allowed you to get away with, but now you do as I say,” I growled. “Is that understood?”
“Perfectly,” she gritted out. Her jewel-like eyes sparked as she spoke, and I couldn’t help but notice how pretty she looked. I softened my tone slightly. “Why did you go out by yourself in the first place?”
She shrugged. “I was bored, I guess. So, I thought I’d make dinner, but I needed some ingredients from the store.” It looked like she wasn’t going to confide in me that she might be finding things difficult like Aloysius had suggested.
“That’s not enough of a reason to go out without a guard. Anyway, I thought you had your cat to keep you company.”
“Wilbur always likes to go back to sleep straight after breakfast.”
“He goes back to sleep straight after breakfast?” I couldn’t keep the incredulity out of my voice. “I’m out all day working my fingers to the bone while your fucking cat spends his day lying around my house, eating food my money pays for, and sleeping in my bed?”
“It’sourbed now. And he likes to sleep here as it makes him feel close to me.”
Letting go of her arms, I tried to swallow my irritation with her and her animal.
Almost everything that girl and cat did annoyed me.
This marriage was supposed to make my life easier, but all it had done so far was make my head throb and my balls ache.
The thick air sparked between us. I ran my gaze from her pouted lips to her slender neck and down over her body. An urge ran through me to lick my tongue down that same path, from her mouth to her throat, to the top of her full breasts—and not stopping there.
We still hadn’t consummated our marriage and my feelings of frustration regarding this were contributing to my bad moods.
I had been about to go back downstairs to my study. Instead, I grabbed her arms again and pushed her up against the wall, causing her to exhale loudly as her back hit the plaster.
I pressed my lips hard against her soft mouth.
She resisted for a few moments, pushing her small hands against my chest.
But as I plunged my tongue into her mouth, she sighed and yielded to me, meeting my tongue with exploring strokes of her own.
Although she hadn’t been ready for sex on our wedding night, the look in her eyes and the way she had kissed me back that night had told me that she desired me. And over the last couple of days, I hadn’t missed her checking out my body when she thought I wasn’t looking, particularly in the mornings when she would run her gaze over my bare chest.
I didn’t let up with my kisses, making them demanding and aggressive, which was how I felt now that I had her in my arms.
Her hands, which were now resting against my torso, grasped the fabric of my shirt as tension built within her.
I ran my hands down her back, along her hips and over her ass, feeling her tempting curves. I could feel through the fabric of her skirt that she was wearing a thong. I couldn’t wait to rip it off her and expose her pussy for me to feast upon.
But before that I moved my hands up to cup her generous breasts. I molded my hands around them as I ran kisses from the shell of her ear down to the base of her throat.
She moaned as my mouth connected with her neck. As I left a trail of hot kisses, I started to unbutton her shirt, starting at the top and slowly exposing her bra and her torso.
As her shirt opened, it revealed a silk and lace white bra. The see-through material teased a glimpse of her nipples, making my erection become even stiffer.
Reaching behind her to unclip her bra, I pulled it off and finally let my eyes devour what I’d ached to see.
Even since seeing her in that silky nightdress on her first night in Chicago, I’d been wondering what color her nipples would be. They were a dark pink, and my mouth latched onto the beautifully thick nipples, pulling at the hard tips in turn and making them lengthen as Anni arched her back and pushed her head back up against the wall.
She looked so sexy standing there in just her mid-thigh length skirt, with her legs bare and her breasts naked.