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I tighten my grip in her hair. “I’m going to come in your mouth. When I’m done, I want you to show me before you swallow every last drop. Okay?”

She nods, my cock still in her mouth. With a few final thrusts, her name on my lips as I come hard for her. When she sucks me clean, my body fucking vibrates.

Then she sits back on her heels, hands on her thighs, and opens her mouth, showing me exactly what I want to see.

I bite my lip. I’ve never in my damn life wanted anyone the way I want Gianna. Perfect for me, in every way I didn’t think was possible.

“Good girl. You can swallow now,” I tell her.

She closes her mouth, dark eyes on me as she swallows. I drop to my knees because I can’t take another second of not touching her, and I kiss her.

“You really are treatin’ your husband today,” I mutter against her lips.

“I know damn well you’ll return the favor, cowboy.”

I kiss her again. “I want to give you everything, G.”

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

Gianna

I do a twirl in front of the mirror to make sure the dress is doing all the work for me. I opted for a tight yet stretchy red material, with a cut-out back held together by chains. A slit that runs all the way up to my thigh, just in case I need to make a run for it. I slip on my boots with a slight heel and red soles.

“I’ve loaded up the car,” Colt calls out from outside my door.

I grab my purse and double-check my signature red lipstick in the mirror one last time. Heading out of my room, I stop in my tracks when Colt turns around. The black suit, white shirt, and black tie combo make my panties melt.

His stubble is now neat. His hair styled. He resembles a damn model on one of my books. But the part that catches me, that steals my breath, is seeing him with the black wedding ring on. That’s my husband. And I’m proud to have him beside me. Not only for the mission tonight; I want to keep doing this.

He’s doing the same thing as me, his eyes tracking all of me. “Holy shit, G,” he breathes.

“You like?” I ask.

“It’s going to be a shame to rip that dress off you later.”

I close the distance, pressing my hand against his chest. “Don’t you dare.”

He chuckles, pulling a box of cigarettes out of his back pocket. “One before we commit mass murder? Enzo’s guys scoped out the event; we’re up against ten men and two guards.”

Those numbers don’t sound great. But we have the advantage of them being relaxed. They don’t expect us to have snipers surrounding them.

“It’s a completely private area, so we don’t have to worry about that.”

Sitting ducks. Perfect. “See, the yacht was a perfect idea.”

His arm snakes around my waist and he leads me out to the car.

“You do know how to drive a boat, right?” I ask as I get in the passenger seat.

My husband responds with, “Can’t say I have any experience. But I can deal with heavy machinery, cars, trucks, trailers; I’m sure it’ll be easy.”

I roll my eyes. This does work well; he’s got a lot of skills I don’t have. All the years of being a cowboy, and I can make up for any areas he might lack, like parking a yacht. “You’re lucky I know what I’m doing. I’ll give you a crash course before we anchor.”

He smirks. “I’m a lucky man, yeah…”

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Colten