daddy?
Ridge sat up, glaring at her. “You’re smirking.”
“Who me? I would never do such a thing.” She schooled her face the best she could, but from his expression, Ridge didn’t buy it.
“Now you’ve done it, Mrs. Kiona Foster.”
Kiona ignored the thrill that raced through her at his words. “We’re not married anymore.”
“You will always be my wife,” he affirmed. “Now come here.”
“No.”
She kept him guessing at whether she was angry, and just when he reached out to take her hand, she leaped from the bed. She’d made it to the door when Ridge came up behind and wrapped a hand around her waist. He hauled her off her feet and strode to a chair rather than the bed. “I see I’m going to have to teach you who you belong to.”
Kiona squirmed. She knew she could fight as hard as she could, and Ridge wouldn’t break a sweat. In fact he slung her over his lap and held her down with one hand. His strength sent her lust up a few notches. “Let me go, Ridge,” she demanded, trying to infuse seriousness into her tone.
He spread her legs. She squealed and tried to close them. The fact that she dripped with come gave away the act. Traitorous body.
She licked her lips and thought of cutting a deal. “If you let me up, I won’t run again. Promise.”
He threaded a finger into her pussy. She whimpered. He put in another and began working the two together, in and out. “Who do you belong to, KeyKey?”
She shut her eyes and let her head fall. Ridge began pumping harder and faster. She whimpered, sticking her ass in the air. Ridge pulled out, smacked her ass, and drove his fingers in again. This time he added a third, and she rode him as hard as she could. Her clit pulsated with a need to come. She clawed at the chair and rocked her hips. “Yes, yes,” she shouted.
Right on the very cusp of her orgasm, Ridge stopped, and she nearly cursed him. She tried twisting her hips to keep the friction going somehow, but he held her in a steel grip.
A sob escaped her. “Damn you, Ridge.”
“Who, my love?” He said it next to her ear in a rumbling, pussy wetting tone. She had no choice. He was the master of their games, and she hadn’t beaten him yet. Not when he cheated by using brute force and fingering her the way he did.
“You,” she said in defeat. “I belong to you, Ridge, always you.”
“That’s my good girl.” He sat her up and turned her to face him. “Hold onto my shoulders.”
She did, and he raised her up and brought her down on his erection. Kiona’s jaw grew slack as her husband’s thick length slid into her, stretching her walls until she wanted to cry mercy. She collapsed against his chest, and he began to rock them together as one. With her head on his shoulder, and her eyes closed, she floated on the pleasure Ridge gave her, and when the movements of their bodies joined and apart became too much for her, she reached her climax and came tumbling down with Ridge right beside her.
Chapter Five
“This one, Daddy,” Alex chirped, and Kiona looked to see which tree her son had selected. Ridge crossed to Alex and placed his hands on Alex’s shoulders. They were so cute together, she wondered how the two of them stood being apart when she and Alex were in Baltimore. Of course, her baby had cried initially for his daddy, and Kiona did the best she could to comfort him, but she hadn’t told Ridge. Watching him with their son, she realized it would have broken Ridge to know.
“What do you think, Mommie?” Ridge called to her. “Big enough?”
Kiona wrinkled her nose at the giant tree. “Uh, yeah. I’m wondering how you two think you’re getting that in the car let alone the house.”
Ridge winked. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way. I’ll make arrangements.”
She hadn’t seen him smile so much or laugh as he did now that she was here. She could admit to herself that he missed them. Guilt wouldn’t change the past. They’d both made mistakes,
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