CHAPTER TEN

ARIES

"What are we doing for the next twenty-four hours?"

I stare at her lips, so plump, so kissable, and I can't stop wondering what they taste like. When I fucked her I never kissed her, and I should have.

"My eyes are up here, Aries."

I smirk at her, "Dalia, come."

She rises out of her chair but not to come over to me, she places her hands on her full hips, "You want respect? Well, so do I. If you want me to come to you, you can ask nicely. I am not your lap dog and will not be treated as such."

Jesus. Fuck. Why is that so hot? Her mouthing off to me should not have my dick hard, but I'm hard as a rock, "Dalia sweetheart, will you please come here?" I bite, ignoring her flipping me off. This woman is trouble with a capital T. I move my chair back as she approaches me, pulling her down onto my lap. I tell her, "For the next twenty-four hours we're going to practice being close, so your brothers won't see how much you despise me."

"Touch me, Wife."

Her mouth parts in a perfect ‘O' clearly from shock, "We're pretending, remember?"

I wrap my arm around her waist so she doesn't fall, "Go on, sweet little Dalia. Touch me, baby. I won't bite unless you ask nicely."

The tiny little whimper that escapes from her lips is causing me to clench my jaw, "I've never touched a man like this, Aries. I don't know how."

I take her hand and place it on my chest, "You've really never even touched a man?"

Her eyes water but no tears fall, "After… I don't trust men. I can't date. I've never been kissed. I just. I can't."

"Do your brothers know that?" I ask, while stroking my fingers through her hair.

Dalia nods slightly, "Yes."

I brush the pad of my thumb of my free hand over her lips, feeling how soft she is, "That's how you'll convince them, by kissing me."

I chuckle when her eyes widen, "Aries," she complains.

"Follow my lead."

I slide my hand up to the back of her neck, and hold her gently, "Don't be scared, Wife. I've got you."

Pressing my lips to hers, I kiss her softly once, twice, and on the third time she parts her lips. I slide my tongue into her mouth as I hold her a little tighter. She tastes like strawberries and cream, and it's the sweetest taste I've ever known. She moans lightly as she slides her tongue against mine, and digs her nails into my chest. I tilt her head slightly to get a better angle, so I can taste more of her. She lifts her other hand and wraps it around my neck, causing a growl to escape from my mouth because, fuck, I want her again but I want her to want it too. When I pull back, she looks completely dazed and it makes me chuckle.

"Did you despise that, baby?"

She blinks fast as if she's trying to get used to light in a room, "Not nearly as much as I'd like to."

Placing my thumb on her chin, I tilt her head back, and lick at her throat in one long swipe, causing her to moan again. I suck her skin gently just above her collar bone, and she whimpers, "Aries."

"Your turn, Wife."

Her eyes widen, "You want me to put my mouth on you?"

Oh fuck yes, I do. I can't stop thinking about what it would be like to have her on her knees before me, taking my cock like my good little whore. Maybe I am morally corrupt as she said, because the fact that she's never given herself to a man, I want to be the man she craves. Yet, I know this is temporary and I don't deserve that piece of her. Still, filling her every hole through her whimpers and moans, is exactly what I want right now.

Tentatively she brushes my neck with her lips, before darting her tongue out and tasting my skin. I grab her hips and turn her so she straddles my hips, and I know she can feel how hard I am for her, but she doesn't complain. She leans forward, and licks the shell of my ear, and whispers, "You taste good, Aries. Like delicious sin. Still, I won't let it go further than this, I'm not having sex with you. There is no way I'll give myself to a man using me. Blackmailing me. So if that's your end goal, you're going to be disappointed."

I chuckle, because she has no clue that I don't have to fuck her to make her come. I don't need to be inside her to watch her unravel.

Sliding my hand into her tiny black shorts and panties, she freezes when I quickly find her clit. She's drenched, just like I knew she would be. I press down on her clit and she gasps like she's in shock, and had no idea a finger could feel so good.

"Aries," she whimpers when I move my thumb to her clit and push one finger inside her. "Wife, be a good girl and show me how beautiful you are when you come."

"I don't know how," she says as she grabs onto my biceps. I smirk at her because she's about to figure it out. It won't be a conscious choice, she can hate herself for it later, but she will give me another orgasm. Of course, if she tells me to stop, I will. I wasn't kidding before, when I said I wouldn't be a goddamn monster again and force her.

"Do you still want me to stop, Wife?"

"No!" she yells, causing me to chuckle quietly. She's so close, I can see it written on her beautiful face, in those stunning emerald eyes.

I move my finger slightly, knowing I'll hit her G-spot, as my thumb presses down harder on her clit, rubbing in circles. I'm tempted to kiss her but I don't, because I want to hear her and fucking memorize it for after she's gone. As I expected, the sounds she makes when she finally comes for me, are fucking beautiful. Erotic, sensual, and makes my dick pulse with need for her.

I pull my fingers out of her and smirk at her, "Open wide."

Her shocked expression fills me with pride, because if I get to do the things I want to her, I'll see that look again and again. I slide my fingers into her mouth, "Suck them clean, baby."

She groans with displeasure but after a moment of hesitation she sucks them, and my cock takes notice of how perfect her mouth and tongue are. I pull my fingers out of her mouth, grab her hair and pull her mouth to mine. My lips hover over hers, "Let me taste that sweet pussy on your tongue," I press my lips to hers and push my tongue into her mouth, soaking up the taste of her. Fuck, she's sweet. I'll need to drink directly from the source soon. Not making my wife come on my tongue is not an option. She tilts her head slightly and moans into my mouth. Fuck. This woman might be the death of me.

"We fly back home tomorrow evening. What would you like to do while we're here in Vegas?"

Her lips form into the softest smile as she tilts her head at me, "I get to choose?"

I nod slightly, "Whatever Wife wants, she gets."

She jumps off my lap excitedly, instantly I miss the physical contact, "I want to go shopping. Oh and gambling. Can we gamble?"

Arching an eyebrow, she narrows her gaze at me, "You should put a shirt on and umm probably wash your hands."

Holding my fingers to my nose, I inhale and moan loudly, "Wash the scent of your pussy from my fingers? I may never wash my hands again."

Dalia's beautiful cheeks turn bright red as she hides her eyes from me, "You're disgusting."

I chuckle as I rise from the chair, "And you love it."

After grabbing a white button-down shirt, I put it on, and I don't miss the way Dalia watches me with interest.

"Are you already, horny wife?"

Again her cheeks are bright red, "I'm not. That."

I smirk at her, "You can't even say it right now which is really fucking hot, because the day will come when that sweet little mouth of yours will be doing filthy things for me. I can't wait. Also, we both know if I were to check, you'd be drenched for me. I can smell your arousal, Wife. Don't fucking lie to me."

I take her hand in mine and interlock our fingers, bringing her hand to my lips. I kiss her softly, "Let's go."

We walk to the elevator and she says, "I forgot my purse. I need to go back."

"You won't need it," I tell her, as I pull her into the open elevator.

She continues to argue with me, "Then I won't be able to buy anything or gamble. I need money."

I grin as I lean forward and kiss her head, "As long as you're my wife, everything I have is yours. I've already ordered a credit card for you. Until it arrives you can use mine."

She rolls her eyes at me, "I don't need your money, Aries."

I groan as I grip her chin in my hand, "Roll your eyes at me again, Dalia. I dare you. I will spin you around, hike up that skirt, and spank your beautiful ass right here."

The loud gasp that escapes her lips does something to me, I push her against the wall and slam my lips to hers. This time she doesn't hesitate when I slide my tongue into her mouth. She slides hers against mine and kisses me back sweetly.

"I can't wait for you to beg me to fuck you, Wife. That will probably be my favorite thing about you."

I chuckle at her shocked expression and pull her out of the elevator. I take her into the casino and she glances around wide eyed.

"Never been to Vegas, Dalia?"

She shakes her head, "No."

I follow behind her as she walks over to a machine that catches her eye. Handing her a hundred dollar bill, she eyes me warily, "I don't want to lose that much of your money."

Smirking at her, I say, "Don't worry, baby. It's not the last of my money. Your only thought should be having fun."

She takes the money and inserts it into the machine with a shrug of her shoulders, "Alright, it's your money."

I smack her ass, "Our money, Wife."