Surrender

She wanted it. She couldn't deny it. This whole thing had made her so wet! She needed his cock in her. Jemma knew she shouldn't. This whole thing was fucked up. But it felt so good. She'd never felt so alive. "Please... Do it."

"Of course, baby. Anything for my kitten," he brushed his handd through her hair and smiled down at her. She felt... confused. She'd never been spoiled like this before. Her husband wasn't exactly the most suave individual either. "But—!"

That caught her off guard. What was it going to be? "I'll plow that tight pussy of yours if you decide to give yourself to me for the rest of the week. Think of it as our honeymoon. I'll buy you whatever you want, we'll do whatever you want, and we'll fuck whenever we want. I can give you so much more than that loser. I'll spoil you and give you everything you want and then some. All you need to do is treat me like your husband. That means no sex or doing stuff with your fake husband."

That seemed like an odd trade off, but it made sense. If she wanted the benefits of being with him, she might as well play along and do what he said. The last thing on her mind was her actual husband; instead, she was floored by the sudden opening of her world. Sex, jewelry, clothes— whatever she wanted. It was shallow, sure. But for someone who'd never had the chance to live like this, it was a no-brainer. After all, it was just pretend, right?

She stood up and put her arms on his shoulder, "whatever you say, honey." Her lips curled into a smile as her mind whirred with possibilities. For now, though, they needed to head back. The burning between her legs was only growing: she almost just jumped on him and let him go to town on her. But... they did need to get back. How was she going to explain this to Mike? Would she even try?

After they cleaned up she left the changing room, Rich stopped her in the middle of the store. "Oh, and I have one more surprise for you just in case," Rick smirked and reached into his pocket. As he pulled it out, he got when on one knee— her heart started to race. It was just pretend, right? What would be the problem? Jemma wasn't even sure what he said, but she gave him an enthusiastic "yes," earning claps and cheers from the patrons around them.

The ring Rick was giving her blew Mike's out of the water. Mike had given her a small, cute ring with her birthstone on it, but this— it was incredible. It was an intricate pattern of diamonds and other jewels; it had to be incredibly expensive. She quickly took the ring she had on and put it in one of her bags as he slipped the ring onto her finger. Her heart was pounding... but she wasn't scared.