Page 56 of Solomon’s Temple

“Come on. We’ll explore another time.”

“How many women have you brought in here?” she asked.

“Baby . . .”

“No. Tell me.”

I didn’t want to. I could tell that her envisioning me with other women would become a problem. She didn’t like it. I knew that much from her questions in Italy. There was no way I wanted her harping on things I couldn’t change or thinking about how many women I brought into this very room she stood in.

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because it doesn’t matter, love. You’re the only one that matters from here on out.”

“Whatever.” She pushed past me, but I caught her before she could walk away.

“Don’t do that, baby.”

“Do what? Ask my husband how many women he fucked in his sex den?”

“Watch your mouth, beautiful. You don’t want the answer to that question, baby. I know me telling you how many women I’ve bedded bothers you. I don’t want you to focus on a past that I’m trying to forget. You’re my future and the only woman who will be in here as far as I’m concerned.”

“Psh. I’m not fucking you in a room you probably had all two-hundred-four hoes in.”

I snatched her up, pinned her against the wall, and drove my tongue into her mouth. She tried to resist me, but that only worked for two seconds before her arms came around my shoulders, and she deepened the kiss. My hand went under her dress, and I ripped her panties from her ass.

A soft whimper filtered from her mouth as I continued to attack her lips while setting my mans free and slipping into her already soaking wet center.

She gasped when I pushed inside of her, nails digging into my back as I sexed her against the wall.

“Didn’t I tell you to watch your mouth, beloved?”

“Lo—”

“Nah. Answer me. Now.”

“Yesss, baby.”

“Are you going to listen to your man when I ask you to do something?” I asked, pounding into her.

“Mm-hmm, I’ll listen!”

“You promise?”

“Yesss, bae, I promise!”

I smirked and bit her bottom lip. “Good girl. Now, your baby wants you to cum on your pipe. You gon’ cum for me, Beauty?”

“Yes, baby! Right there. Don’t stop!” I grabbed two handfuls of her fat booty and helped her bounce on me. Not long after, her body tensed and walls contracted against me. I kissed her face until I captured her lips into my mouth and continued to slow-stroke her.

“You’re all I need, baby. You’re everything I ever wanted. My old life has ended, and my new life begins with you. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Those four words pulled the nut out of me, and I filled her up with our future babies. My forehead dropped to hers as we shared breaths.

“Twenty-five,” I said.

“What?”