“No more hiding from me,” I say as I pull out and immediately slam back into her. “Do we have a deal?”
For a moment, sheer panic crosses Sienna’s face. I bury my fingers in her hair and pin her with my gaze. “I love every side of you, mila moya. I love you when you laugh, but I also love you when you’re sad. I love you angry—pissed off and determined.” Dipping my head even lower, I growl, “I even f*****g adore when you threaten to shoot me.”
“You’re crazy.” She laughs while a single tear slides down her cheek.
“Trust me, there isn’t a sexier sight than my wife pointing a gun at me while wearing a gold tutu and fur slippers.”
My next thrust makes her pant. I quicken my pace, pounding into her and making the headboard bang into the wall along with my movements. “Promise me that you’l
