Page 97 of Vicious Vows

"Uh -unh, you just lay back. Let me take care of you." Faye whispers as she grabs hold of my hands and presses them firmly on the bed. I grab hold of the sheets merely to give me something to release some of the excess energy. All I want is to flip her over and rail into her like an animal but I'll allow her to have her way with me. I'll allow it as long as she can promise me that I'll be inside her sooner than later.

I watch, completely enraptured, as she peels off the rest of her clothing and settles herself on top of me. She makes sure that she doesn't put her full weight on me in order not to hurt me any more than I already am. I hate that she has to hold back but I know why she's doing it.

"That okay?" She questions, her long hair catching the light from the lamp above. It creates sort of a halo effect around her head and it couldn't be more accurate. The woman is an angel. One made perfect just for me.

"Perfect. Everything is perfect." I respond.

She smiles and dips her head so her lips are pressed against my neck. My eyes flutter shut as she softly kisses and nibbles at the sensitive spot right below my ear. I'm not used to this. Not used to someone treating me with such care but I could certainly learn to appreciate it.

Her hands begin to roam down my body and I nearly rip the sheets underneath me when her soft palm skates below my waistline and presses against my hard shaft. I'm aching and leaking pre-cum.

"Faye, you're killing me." I groan and finally let go of the sheet with one hand to grab hold of her waist.

"No you don't. This is my show, remember?" She reaches behind her and unlatches my hand from its hold.

I huff out a breath and bite my tongue just as I'm about to complain that she's taking too long. There's no rush. She can take as long as she wants as long as she doesn't stop.

With a flirty giggle she begins to kiss her way down my chest, taking the time to lay feather soft kisses on all the bruises and wounds I have that she can see.

The love flowing off her body is infectious.

She peels off my pants and I grunt with the effort it takes me to lift my hips for her to get them all the way off. I lay there naked and ready for her but even I'm not dumb enough to think I'm going to be of much use. My want doesn't match my ability at the moment. I'm betting that's the reason Faye was so set on taking the lead.

She slowly jerks my cock. Usually I can hold my load. I can go hours without coming but even as she just gets started I can feel the build up starting in my groin.

"Faye, please, don't tease me. I need inside of you. I need you. God, please."

"I know, Dominic. I know." She nods her head, her motions jerky as she climbs back up my body and kneels over me. It feels as if I'll die if I don't get inside of her.

"Now." I command trying desperately to convey how intense I feel.

"I'm here, Dominic. I’m right with you." She whispers as she swipes the head of my cock against her opening. Her body shutters as my piercing makes contact with her clit. How I wish I could give her more.

I suck in a deep breath as she lifts her body a bit more and presses the head of my dick against her warm heat. When she starts to sink down on me a feral growl erupts from my mouth. I can't keep my hands to myself even if I was tied down to the bed itself.

My hands jut up and I grab hold of her waist to help her slide down even further on me. It's not fast and hard, just slow and deep.

Her thighs flex as she lifts and sinks back down, a content sigh puffing out of her mouth as she continues to ride me.

I can't tear my eyes off her. This isn't fucking she's making love to me.

In all my life I would have never thought I'd be lucky enough to find someone who loved me but every motion of Faye's body tells me she does. Now being the demanding bastard I am, I want to hear it out of her mouth.

She rides me slowly. Every rise and fall of her body takes me to new heights.

"Tell me," I order and her eyes pop back open to look at me.

"Tell me what I feel. I need to hear it, Faye." I keep her gaze and wait for the words to come tumbling out of her mouth.

Her eyes mist over as she leans forward and presses a kiss to my mouth. All the while she continues to take me into her body.

We're connected in every way possible.

"Please, tell me," I demand again, my voice cracking as I ask.

The air in the room thickens with both lust and emotion. Every one of my nerve endings fire with the need to come inside of her. I hold back as I wait for her admission.

"I love you, Dominic. I love you so much." A tear drops from her lashes onto my cheek and feels like it's branded my soul. Everything I am is hers.

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