Page 160 of Reckless Vow

“God, no. Not right now, baby. I’ll do a better job of it. Like you deserve, darling wife.”

Epilogue

Baldo

Six weeks later

“Baldo,” Brook cries out.

She arches her back, goosebumps peppering her silky skin. God, she’s so responsive. My cock is painfully hard, but I’m not turning this into a quick fuck.

Holding the ice cube between my teeth, I trace her torso inch by inch. She tenses, straining against the soft ropes on her wrists and ankles.

Tied to our bed, she’s blindfolded, and her face is flushed after the two orgasms I teased out of her already.

A film of sweat covers her body, but the ice cube contrasts the hot sensation, driving her crazy by the way she is thrashing. Trying to escape my touch while seeking it at the same time.

“Just feel, baby, let me take care of you.” I circle her nipple with the fast-melting cube.

“Please,” she whimpers. “I’m feeling frustration, mostly.” But a moan eats her snarl when I drop the cube between her folds. She pants. “Please, please, oh God.”

“I’ll continue until your only vocabulary is my name.”

“But—” This time my lips swallow her protest.

How I stayed away from kissing her for so long is beyond me. But the idea of Brook being the only woman I’ve ever kissed, and the only woman I will ever kiss, makes me swell with love, and unhealthy pride.

She was mine then.

She’s mine now.

And she’ll be mine forever.

“Would you like to come, wife?” I caress my cheeks against her, ready to blow just from the scent of her. The feel of her. The sound of her.

“Yes, yes,” she says greedily, thrashing again.

“Shh, baby. Stop it before you hurt yourself.” I run my hand up her arm to check that the restraint isn’t digging too deep.

She whimpers, but stills.

“Good girl. And now tell me if you want to come all over my fingers, my face, or my cock.”

She swallows. “For fuck’s sake, Baldo, fuck me.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” I spank her pussy.

She gasps and bucks. “On your cock. I want to come on your cock.”

I capture her lips, quickly untie her legs, yank them over my shoulders and bury myself deep inside her.

“Fuck,” we cry out in unison.

I pull out and slide right back in. My eyes drop to the vision of the woman beneath me. And suddenly it’s not enough.

As much as my dick weeps in protest, I leave the heat of her. Brook groans and kicks with her leg, surely trying to hit me.

I make a quick work of her hand ties and pull away her blindfold. She blinks a few times while I lower myself back to her entrance.

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