Page 193 of Assassin

Continuing to dine on her with his mouth, he realized one thing.

She tasted better every time he went down on his wife.

This was perfection.

In the back of his mind, he could hear Tala screaming to be set free. He was hearing him beg Ethan to share him with her.

She’d understand.

She’d use him and make him feel everything Gene had.

But she wasn’t Gene.

The harder he tried to fight it, the more he realized he was fucked.

And not in a good way.

Because she was getting wilder, he worked her clit harder, knowing she was feeling it to her toes.

That was the plan.

To make her moan.

To make her come.

To make her his forever no matter if the truth was out.

When he nipped her, Elizabeth shattered apart, his name on her lips as that orgasm overtook her.

Oh, and it was lovely.

She was beautiful with her dark tresses haloed out around her head, and her pale flesh flushed with that passion.

Moving off of her body, Ethan stared down at her, lying there, and he was struggling.

Tala was still begging.

While he loved his life, he didn’t know how long he could hold back that tsunami of kinkery and desire. It was the most he’d ever felt in his life.

Forcing it back down, he focused on Elizabeth.

He wanted her in the worst way. She was the only way to save himself.

When she opened her eyes, Elizabeth stared up at him, and she checked him out.

He was on his knees, above her, and his magnificent erection was just there for the taking. The cock piercing was prominent, and she loved playing with it against her tongue.

It was time.

She wanted to feel Ethan against her flesh, and hear his breathy gasps of pleasure too.

Reaching for him, his head dropped back as she stroked him. Her hand rubbed roughly against the ring, making his thighs quake.

The whole time, Ethan got lost in that touch.

Yeah, he was in his happy place.

“More, My wife. More! I’ve missed spending time alone with you,” he admitted, and that just made her stroke harder.

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