The Jealous Groom by Alexa Riley

Chapter 4

Amber

In the blink of an eye, he’s on me and not wasting any time. He rips my dress right down the center, surprising the hell out of me, which is hard to do. I’ve seen a lot of things in my life, but I didn't think that one was actually possible.

“You better have something else for me to wear,” I hiss at him, but his only answer is sucking my nipple into his mouth like a starved beast. I throw back my head and moan as my fingers dig into his soft hair. It’s the only thing soft on him because every other inch is thick and hard.

I grind down on his cock, shifting my hips as his mouth moves all over my breasts. His hands are roaming my stomach and legs, and I swear I feel him everywhere. He claims he wants all of me forever, but forever is a long time.

What happens when he gets bored? Will he expect me to behave a certain way? As soon as he isn’t happy with the way I am, I’ll either be put on a shelf or ignored. Been there, done that. I learned to pretend to smile and try to be perfect, but it never mattered. Whenever a foster home was tired of us, we were pushed to the next. After we ended up with Lindsey, I promised myself I’d never pretend again.

Henrik squeezes my hips hard as he bites down on my nipple. I let out a small scream, but it’s more in surprise than discomfort.

“Stay with me, baby girl,” he says, pulling me from my thoughts. He stands up while holding me in his arms, and I lock my legs around him.

“I have to stay. You kidnapped me.”

“You made your choice at the bottom of those stairs.” He moves towards the back of the plane and I don’t argue with him.

He’s right. I pretended my sister was the reason I got on the plane, but it was only part of it. The reality is, I don't like the idea of Henrik not chasing me around the globe. Our verbal sparring sessions give me a thrill, and I hate to admit I’m addicted to it. Hell, I’m addicted to him, and it scares the hell out of me.

A moment later, my back presses into something soft as Henrik places me in the center of the bed. When he stands, his eyes roam over my body, admiring every inch of me.

“You’re perfection. Did you know that?” He licks his lips as he starts to undo his belt, not bothering to take it all the way off. He reaches into his slacks, pulling his cock out, and my eyes widen. He’s enormous, and I swallow, wondering how his cock is ever going to fit inside of me. My insides clench, eager for the challenge. When it comes to Henrik, there’s not much I wouldn’t agree to, and he damn well knows it.

“Are you only going to stare at it?” I spread my knees wider as he strokes his cock slowly. “I could have sent you a picture,” I sass, and he grunts as he squeezes himself. The head of his cock is stretched tight and dark with need. A small drop of cum slips from his slit, and I lick my lips wondering what he tastes like.

“Don’t get any ideas. Only my wife can have my cum.”

I glare at him. “Are you really turning down a blow job or the possibility of sex right now?” I lean up on my elbows and try to call his bluff.

“Yes.” He keeps stroking himself.

“Condom?” I suggest.

“Don’t own any.” He shakes his head like the idea is ridiculous, and I stare at him for a long moment.

“But…” I trail off, not wanting to go there. Then again if he never wears a condom, he might be doing me a favor by not letting me have any.

“There is only you, Amber. It’s the Strand way. One and only one woman will ever own us.”

I suck in a breath as I try to process what he’s saying. It’s a lot to take in, but warmth blooms inside of me because it makes me feel rare and special.

“My celibacy never bothered me until I met you. Since that moment, my cock has no control anymore.” He starts pumping himself fast.

“Henrik.” His name slips past my lips without my permission. My whole body is thrumming with need watching him jack off in front of me. I almost want to pout like a child because he won’t give me what I want.

“This is all I could do for months. I pictured you just like this, ready and waiting for me.” I want to squeeze my thighs together, but he’s standing between my knees. My clit begins to throb and I moan at the vision. “You feel it right now, don’t you? That uncontrollable need.”

He leans down over me, and he’s so close I can feel the heat of his cock against my wet folds. I’m so close to that thick length that my pussy clenches.

“For months I’ve been doing this.” His eyes are locked on mine. “I’ve imagined you in every position you can think of.” All I can do is whimper in response. “I have so many things planned for my baby girl.”

He shifts, and the head of his cock rests against my lower belly. I need him so badly, but the idea of him cumming on me is driving me to the edge. I’m jealous of all the times he touched himself and it could have been me.

“Henrik, please,” I plead with him, finally finding my voice.

He lets out a loud growl, and I watch him twist in pleasure as his hot release falls on my stomach. I can feel the warmth spread as he jerks his hand and more joins it.

“When you say the word ‘please.’” He swallows hard and shakes his head. “That’s all I need.” Then he’s leaning down and pressing his lips to mine.

The kiss is filled with passion and his soft lips mold to mine in every perfect way. He kisses me for so long, but it’s not rushed or like he’s ready to move on. He loves my mouth like it’s the only kiss he ever wants and like it’s the one thing keeping him alive. When he finally smiles at me, it’s so soft and tender until I see that wicked gleam spark.

“Now, are you going to be a good girl so I can eat your cunt?”

“Yes.” I nod and wiggle under him.

“Good girl.” He spreads my legs wider, making room for himself. “Even this pussy is perfect.”

He looks up at me over my mound and winks. “And it belongs to me now” He places a soft kiss on my lower lips, and I dig my fingers into the sheets, needing something to hold on to.

“Yes!” I gasp when his tongue finally slides between them and over my clit.

He circles it, driving me to the edge and back and drawing it out. As mad as I want to be at him, I have it coming with the way I’ve made him chase me.

He takes one long lick down my pussy before putting his tongue inside of me. His fingers dig into my ass as he lifts my butt off the bed a few inches so he can thrust it in and out. He’s trying to get as deep as he can, and I’m just as desperate for the same. It feels so fucking good to have him eat me, and I never want it to end.

I feel the brush of his thumb over my clit as I ride his tongue, and that’s all it takes to send me over the edge. He releases my ass and then moves his mouth to where his thumb is giving me attention and flicks it over the sensitive bud a few times. His tongue is fast and hot, and I keep crying out as the low growl that comes from him rumbles into me.

It sends me over the edge once more, and I’m somehow energized and drained all at once. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my life, and my legs shake as my blood ignites. I’m covered in a sheen of sweat, and I can’t catch my breath. My god, what did this man just do to me?

Henrik kisses the inside of my thighs before closing my legs, like he’s shutting a book after a really good chapter. He slides up next to me on the bed, and without thinking, I curl into him. He wraps his body around mine and holds me close as the heavy weight of sleep tries to take me.

But before I’m under, I feel his soft lips press against the top of my head, and I’m not sure I ever want him to let me go.