She ducked into the kitchen for a drink of rehydrating juice and washed her glass then went into the living room with ideas of going upstairs to the bedroom. When she was halfway across the room the front door opened, and she froze. Wearing nothing but a towel she wasn’t in much of a position to defend herself against danger.

But when Dax came in, her hackles fell, and her shoulders went down as her smile rose. ‘You have never in the history of the world been early in coming back to me,’ she said. With outstretched arms, she altered her path to aim for him.

‘You’ve been in the pool all this time?’ he asked, scrutinising her body.

‘I was in the tub,’ she said, opening her towel to flash him. Tucking it back in, he blinked his eyes and smiled when she wrapped her hands around the back of his neck. ‘Does this mean that you’ve found what you were looking for?’

He kissed her and brushed some damp tendrils of hair from her forehead. ‘You naked is actually exactly what I’m looking for.’

Tossing his keys into his opposite palm, Dax twined their fingers and led her up to the bedroom at such a pace that she had to hold onto her towel to prevent herself from losing it. He closed the bedroom door, dropped his keys then pulled her towel out of her grasp to whip it away across the room.

‘Hey!’ Ivy objected, but he was already taking her to the bed.

‘Take that stuff out of your hair,’ he said, lifting one foot and then the other to pull off his boots.

She had her hair up so that it wouldn’t get wet in the bath because she’d already washed it after being in the pool. Doing as he asked, Ivy flipped her head forward to shake her locks loose, and when she flipped back, he was shirking his jeans.

‘I thought you had work to do today,’ she said. Taking appearances as they were he’d come home to have sex with her only a few hours after leaving her with promises he would return that night. Either he’d deciphered the threat already or something else was going on.

Dax enveloped her waist and walked her backward. Taking her weight off her feet, he laid her on the bed and lay on his side beside her. Scooping her hair up, away from her face, he began to kiss her neck. The attention of his hand went to her breast, massaging her, he kept on kissing, bringing his mouth over her jaw to her mouth, he opened to tease her tongue, but her eyes hadn’t closed yet.

‘Dax,’ she said, turning her head to the side to break their kiss. That didn’t put him off, he slipped one of his legs between hers and began to nudge her ankles apart then drove his thigh higher to press into her simmering centre. ‘Dax, what’s going on?’

‘Hush,’ he said. Removing his mouth from her breast, he forced a hand around the base of her skull, holding her in place to receive his kiss.

The press of his erection progressed inward from her outer thigh, trailing its path with beads of his passion, he seated his pelvis between her thighs and kept on kissing her. Sometimes Dax just needed to be active, and if he was frustrated, then this action might help to bring him clarity.

So opening her arms and closing her eyes, she gave him his kiss back, surrendering to the want of her husband because explanations would come after. His hips rose then he was sliding into her, the occupying length of him took its time to reach its hilt. But he drew back and plunged in, the easy entry wasn’t a prelude to soft love making, now that Dax had softened her to his will, he found her wrists and took them in his hands.

Forcing them high above her head, he kept hold of her and elevated his torso. The fast pace of his hips matched the ferocity of fever in his focus which drilled into her. Ivy might have touched his face or tried to soothe him if she had the use of her hands, but his fingers remained locked around her wrists. Exerting dominance over her body was something that her husband did well, when he needed something from her he took it, and that was what he was doing now.

He pushed in and began to bob himself in her, keeping the oscillating movements short he edged no more than in inch of himself in and out of her meaning he remained deep. But the fountain within her gushed around him, easing his motion and aching for him to move with the same speed as he had before.

She was close to the climax he always delivered. She didn’t want to lose this brimming swell of pleasure aching to burst and send her surging into bliss.

‘Get to it, big boy,’ she breathed, wheezing out the oxygen occupying her lungs. ‘Come on, give me what I want.’

‘What you want,’ he hummed and sucked in a breath before plastering his mouth over hers. His tongue drove into her mouth, the penetrating suction matched the mire of their joining and when he retracted his mouth she gasped for breath. ‘You want cock, you just lay there and took it, no questions, no permission, you just want it.’

Rocking his hips high, Dax shoved the head of his dick into her cervix, and she winced. ‘I’ve got to let a guy like you get his rocks off,’ she murmured. ‘No lies here, the way you fuck me tells me everything about you.’

‘Yeah?’ he snarled.

‘Yeah.’

‘Or you’re just a horny minx.’

‘Yeah, or that,’ she said, trying to wrench her hands free, but he didn’t give her any wiggle room. ‘What do you want, stranger? Come on, give it to me!’

Her burst of volume made him grin, and she tried to free herself again. ‘Oh, she’s getting testy, doesn’t like it when she’s not being satisfied.’

‘Don’t bait me, you asshole, just fuck me!’

‘Warm in here and tight, feels good, Minx. Squeeze me, go on,’ he said, grinding himself down into her, massaging her insides with his invader, increasing the need of her release.

Sucking her lips in around her teeth, Ivy closed her eyes and began to writhe up to match his provocative squirm. Giving him what he wanted, she clamped her pelvic muscles, and he groaned. Movement began again and the more she clenched the harder he tried to force his way into the passage she was closing around him.

Yeah, her orgasm was coming now, it was coming again and still with her eyes closed Ivy pushed out to try and expel him only to have him slam in with such potency that she screamed. Her climax followed and with a satisfied grin she opened her eyes to witness his reaction to the clamp that sucked his dick into her so deep that he swore down at her.

Her release prompted his and from how he gnashed his teeth she knew that his ejaculation was involuntary, he’d wanted to torment her some more, but her body had bled from his what it wanted, and while her cervix consumed his offering she loosened to smile up at him.

‘That was unexpected,’ she said.

‘I always come in you,’ he replied, letting her go and climbing off the bed.

‘Not that, your arrival, the fact that you’re here at all. I thought you were going to be gone all day.’

‘Change of plans,’ he said, taking his phone from his pocket to check it. When he didn’t see what he was looking for, he tossed the handset onto the nightstand.

‘What’s going on? You don’t seem like a guy who located his man,’ she said, switching position so that she was lying the correct way on the bed. ‘Did you find out who put the bounty out or why?’

‘No,’ Dax said, sitting on the edge of the bed. ‘But I did find out that whoever is behind this knows me from the circuit.’

‘The fighting circuit?’ Ivy scooted over in the bed to stroke his back. ‘What makes you think that?’

‘It doesn’t matter, it’s a step closer to where we want to go.’

‘Progress isn’t enough for you. You want results.’

‘Yeah,’ he said, tipping his head down to peer at her. ‘This is important, babygirl, probably the most important job I’ll ever do. If I fail…’

‘You won’t fail,’ she said, sitting up to kiss his shoulders. ‘You don’t know how to fail. You won’t stop trying until you get what you want, and that’s all you can do is try your best.’