The Choice
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Stefan was so quiet that I started to think I’d made a huge mistake, that I should have consulted with him first, that I might have just ruined our second wedding night. But then he cupped my cheek gently, and the expression I saw on his face nearly stopped my heart. It was full of such tenderness and love that it took my breath away.
“Yes,” he said, leaning down to kiss me deeply. “God yes, I want that. A family. With you.”
“Maybe we’ll have a honeymoon baby,” I said, smiling at him as relief washed over me. “Well, a second-honeymoon baby.”
His smile turned wicked. “I guess we’d better get started then, huh?”
He was pressing into me again and I shivered with anticipation.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes, please.”
With one deep thrust, he plunged completely inside of me, deep and strong. It felt like we were one person, like we were completely, utterly connected.
“You feel so fucking perfect,” Stefan moaned as he pulled back slowly before slamming into me again.
“Give it to me,” I moaned, knowing he loved it when I begged. “Don’t hold back.”
Gripping my hips, Stefan rolled over and pulled me on top of him, forcing me back and forth over his cock. I cried out with the pleasure he gave me, letting him use me, loving the way he fucked me roughly. Once I picked up the rhythm, I leaned back so he could get a full view of my breasts bouncing as I met each hard thrust with my own. Both of us were gasping for air, reveling in the connection of our bodies. For a while I lost myself in it, closing my eyes and letting the pleasure overtake me.
“Fuck yes,” I panted over and over. “Fuck me, Stefan.”
When I started to feel myself get close I looked back at him and we locked eyes. A fresh wave of desire crashed through me knowing that he was watching me lose control, watching me get off on his cock. I leaned over him and gripped his shoulders for support, riding him harder, faster, wanting more of him. Wanting all of him.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, give it to me. Give it all to me.”
Without warning, he shifted me so I was on my hands and knees. Then he moved behind me and ran his hand down the length of my spine before delivering a sharp, perfect slap to my ass. It stung in just the right way. He did it once more, and then drove his cock hard into me.
“Perfect,” he was groaning with each thrust. “Perfect, you’re fucking perfect.”
I gripped the bedsheets in my fists as he took me hard, his cock pumping into me, back and forth, faster and faster, feeling so good I could only moan wordlessly into the pillow. As I did, I felt his thumb against my asshole, pressing, stroking.
“Yes,” I cried, loving the sensation.
He shoved his thumb inside of me, all the way, until I was full—my pussy and my asshole completely owned by him. I pushed back against him, wanting more, wanting it all. He gave me everything I wanted, everything I needed, his body claiming mine now and forever.
There was only this—there was only us.
I felt my orgasm building, even stronger and more intense than before. Sparks were twisting inside of me, something deep in my core going taut and white-hot, and Stefan was fucking me even harder now, groaning as he started to reach the edge.
“I love you,” he gasped.
Suddenly my release hit me in a hot wave, and I cried out breathlessly, my whole body vibrating as I climaxed. My pussy clamped around his cock, each contraction a shockwave of delicious ecstasy slamming through me, and I felt him lose control as I moaned his name. He thrust once more, deep, his fingers digging hard into my hips, and with a groan he spilled hot and fast inside of me.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies completely spent. Stefan gathered me into his arms, our limbs entangled. “I can’t wait for what’s next,” I murmured. “I want to be with you always.”
“Then let’s make that happen.” He held out his hand to me. “Is it a deal?”
It was exactly like it had been the first time we met. I took his hand in mine.
“Deal,” I told him, knowing that this was one deal I’d never regret.
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Tori and Stefan finally got their well deserved Happily Ever After. Are you ready to meet the notorious playboy, Luka?
Preorder The Sham.
Our marriage is a sham. I'm the first to admit it. Only privately, of course.
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Notorious playboy Luka Zoric needs a wife, and the good PR it brings.
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I just need the career boost being his top model will give me.
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It's a win-win--on paper. But since when has real life been simple?
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His jealousy makes me crazy.
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The control he maintains over my body is unacceptable.
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I really shouldn't be so turned on by it.
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But there's more to both me and my husband than meets the eye.
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And it isn't long before I'm wondering--which of us has made the bigger mistake?
The Sham
Dear Reader,
Thank you so much for reading The Choice. I hope you loved the emotional conclusion to the Arranged Series. I truly enjoyed writing Tori and Stefan’s story and can’t wait for you to meet Luka and the woman who will hopefully change his wicked ways. The Sham, book 1 in the Convenience Series, releases June 30, 2020!
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Thank you again for reading Stefan and Tori’s story. If you enjoyed the Arranged Series, I would greatly appreciate it if you let a friend or two know and leave a review. It’s the best way to thank an author and just a few sentences is all it takes to show your support.
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Sincerely,
Stella
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Also by Stella Gray
Arranged Series
The Deal
The Secret
The Choice
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Convenience Series
The Sham - June 2020
The Contract - July 2020
The Ruin - August 2020
About Stella Gray
Stella Gray is an emerging author of contemporary romance. When she is not writing, Stella loves to read, hike, knit and cuddle with her greyhound.