Chapter 20

Cyrus

Emilia kicked my shin, but I didn't look at her because I was too busy looking at the fuck in front of me who was giving her lovesick googly eyes. He was lucky that there was a counter between us and cameras all over the jewellery shop.

"Let's go to a different shop. We're done here," I said as I took her hand.

"At least I've got an idea of what I want," she said with a sigh as we stepped outside.

"You can choose anything you want because this ring is for life," I murmured.

She wore a cream-coloured knit dress that clung to every curve on her body. The only skin that showed was her legs. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her towards me. She slipped her arm under my jacket and held my waist as I guided her towards the car.

"You need to start wearing your ugly FBI pantsuits when we leave the house."

She frowned at me, but I hurried her along to the car. When she sat in the car, the dress slid up, and while she reached for her seatbelt, I slid my hand between her legs, making her squeal.

"Where the fuck is your underwear?" I growled at her when I realised she was bare beneath the dress.

"I didn't want underwear to ruin the lines of my dress," she said as she snapped the belt into place.

I began to calculate if my office or apartment was closer to the jewellery store because she was going to get fucked like the bad girl that she was, only this time, she would be wearing my ring on her finger.

**

After we reached a more professional jewellery shop, all I could think about was her bare pussy under her dress. We were lucky they had her correct ring size in stock. She picked an emerald-cut diamond ring but I got the slim matching diamond ring to go with it to add a little more bling to it. This way, nobody had an excuse to hit on my wife. We chose our wedding bands, and I got sized for my ring, which felt a little strange because I'd only ever worn a watch before.

I saw a few items that I would need to order for her when she wasn't around. I knew I would fuck up at some point, and she seemed to love jewellery. My eyes never left her, and the combination of her long dark hair and sexy dress made me want to fuck her. The contrast of the dark and light around her was the embodiment of us, but I needed to get her back to my apartment. I cringed when I thought of the previous women I'd had in there and decided against it. It would just be a few minutes extra to drive to my office.

"We just need to stop off at my office," I said casually as we got back to the car.

"Sure," she said, but she couldn't take her eyes off her new rings.

She wouldn't be so agreeable if she knew what was on my mind.

**

I asked my assistant not to disturb us as I ushered Emilia into my office. Once I closed the door behind me, I locked it. Sweet, gullible Emilia turned to look at me, and her eyes widened when she saw my true intention on my face.

"Someone's been a bad, bad girl," I said as I began to stalk her.

"W-what do you mean?" she asked as she began to back away.

"Flaunting my pussy like that out in the open," I said as I removed my jacket. "Now you're going to walk through my office with my cum running down your legs."

"What? My dress is past knee-length," she said, trying in vain to defend herself.

I waited until her back hit the chair before I closed the gap between us. I pounced on her and grabbed her by her throat before I licked the fruity gloss from her lips. Her eyes were wide with apprehension and desire.

"Take your clothes off, put them on my desk, and I want you to crawl naked to me and suck my dick," I said as I tightened my grip on her throat until I felt her throat ripple under my palm as she gulped.

I gave her a dark smile before I walked away from her to sit on my black leather couch to watch her strip. I unbuckled my belt and pulled it off. Her eyes were on me, and she watched me put the belt to one side. I unzipped my pants, and she still hadn't moved.

"Tick tock," I growled at her which seemed to snap her out of her daze.

She shoved her purse onto the chair beside her and pulled her dress off. My cock lengthened at the sight of her bare pussy. I licked my lips at the small, dark patch of hair. She quickly removed her bra and placed her clothes on my desk. When she reached down to remove her sandals, I decided I might need the length on her heels.

"Leave them on," I said but my voice came out heavy with need.

I raised my finger and pointed to the floor. When she immediately dropped into her hands and knees for me with her tits swaying, the dominant bastard in me rejoiced at her submission to me. I would make her cum so hard that she saw stars.

One thing was for certain: my life would never be dull with Emilia by my side.