Her Gold Card

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I knew when I saw her slide her gold 'billionaires' credit card across the marble counter to the receptionist that I should have told her this part of the honeymoon was on me but I hadn't

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I knew when I saw her slide her gold 'billionaires' credit card across the marble counter to the receptionist that I should have told her this part of the honeymoon was on me but I hadn't. Not because I didn't want her to be paying for anything, which to some degree might be true but it's from knowing her far too well, to the point that I know she would insist on everything going on her cards or our small joint account.

I'm not even sure that makes sense inside my head let alone inside yours. Reluctantly I sigh as my shoulder knot together as the inevitable question hangs between us.

Even with all the money I have and the money she has she has never been one to go crazy and just spend money for the sake of it, I mean she'd spend whatever on me or her friends but on herself she'd never. She's always been far to selfless in that respect. Plus I wouldn't be a very god husband if I didn't want my wife to have the best honeymoon ever.

Why else would I have picked the best hotel in the whole of Paris? We are staying here for four days, costing just over $4500 a night. Peanuts in the grand scale of either of our bank accounts but I knew she'd second guess the decision to stay here. So I didn't give her the option.

Her question pulls me away from my thoughts, as her doe wide eyes star up at me. 'You listed your black card?'' She asks. Her voice full of emotion, like I've somehow insulted her by not wanting to drain from her bank account.

I knew I couldn't tell her why I'd listed it so instead I just reply 'Yeah, I wanted to treat you.' With a shrug of my shoulders. It wasn't a lie, I did want to treat her, in all honesty I wanted to spoil her rotten. Give her everything she ever wanted. My eyes flick to hers again as I see the corners of her lips tip up into one of her rare shy smiles.

'Use mine for any further or additional room charges' she informs the girl. As she remains focused on her as she types wildly on her key board making the desired changes to our booking. My heart pounds deep within my chest as a wave of lust takes over me 'Come' I command. Clasping her hand in mine once more before gathering all of our things off the counter.

I lead her over to the elevators, press the call button before stepping inside, with her following close behind me. I key in the four digit passcode as we stand together in silence. The door to the elevator close before it jumps to life and starts moving up the shaft towards our waiting penthouse.

After a moment of silence she breaks first with a mumble 'You should have used my card'

I knew that conversation wasn't going to over. Sky had always wanted to spoil me and spend her money on us when we went away and I deep down knew our honeymoon wasn't going to be any different for her... only I wanted it to be a little different.

She tugs on my arm, using our interlocked fingers as leverage as she wraps herself around my body. Her hand releasing mine before wrapping them around my neck. Her hands instantly move into the hair at the nape of my neck, running her fingers amongst the strands before taking a handful and pulling. Forcing my head down towards hers with a groan.

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