Page 40 of Beautiful Vows

I want her pouty lips around my cock, sucking and licking while I twist her hair around my hand. Before I fuck her sweet pussy any and every way possible. But tonight, if she turns me down, I’ll be just as happy to sleep beside her. Hold her body against mine while I protect her as she sleeps.

Her blue-eyed gaze meets mine again as I trail my fingers along the softest skin I’ve ever felt. She shivers, causing goosebumps to break out over her arms and electricity to charge the air between us.

She smiles at me and for a heartbeat; it feels like it could be just us.

No mafia.

No warring families.

No danger.

Just me and Lia against the world.

I plant a quick kiss on her lips and whisper in her ear, “I’m not pressuring you to do anything.” I kiss the skin beside her ear, then underneath until I’ve planted little kisses all the way to her neck.

“I want to do everything,” she murmurs.

I smile against her neck as I pull at the hem of her top and drag it upward until she’s only in her bikini. Her breasts rising and falling begging to be touched, as are her nipples that are now hard against the scrap of fabric still covering her tits.

“I’ve missed you.”

My breath catches. “Fuck, Lia. Do you know how long I’ve wanted to hear that?” I groan, my gaze gliding over her body and back to her face.

It feels like an eternity since I’ve seen her with that sparkle in her eyes.

I’m longing for her desperately, and I can already sense my grip on self-control slipping away. My cock throbs against my pants. I’m so fucking turned on, but that’s what she does to me.

And despite my desperation, for a moment, I stare at her slightly parted lips, her heavy-lidded eyes. The way her body is arching for my hand as I lightly touch her waist.

“You’re gorgeous,” I murmur, making her body tremble.

“Am I?”

I straddle her thighs, high up, away from her wound. “Perfect in every way.” I press my hard cock against her core. “Do you feel what you do to me? Know what you’ve done to me since the day I saw you when you were sixteen years old? Seeing the woman I knew I was going to marry.”

“You were pretty adamant.”

“I was. I had five years of being celibate while I waited for you.”

“You were?” Her eyes are wide as she stares at me. “In Las Vegas, that was your first time for five years.”

“You were worth waiting for, but damn, once I had you in my bed, I could hardly contain myself. I wanted every inch of you. Including the ring on your finger because I wanted the world to know you were mine.”

“I thought…”

“I know what you thought. And that’s my fault. I’ll do nothing like that to you ever again. But I couldn’t exactly tell you about my plan. Or that my father is not actually married to your stepmother.”

“What?”

I smile. “The ceremony took place, but not the marriage certificate. It was all a ruse.”

“Does she know?”

“Oh yes. She’s still convinced her and my father will be an item one day.”

Lia widens her eyes before her lips curve upward. “They’re not?”

A wide smile spreads across my face as I shake my head in sheer delight at finally being able to tell her. “She has an enormous amount of money in her bank account to keep quiet and a promise from my father to find her a rich husband.”

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