Page 71 of Broken Bonds

“Now I want to feel you,” he growls and wonders if I can deny him anything. But since he asks… “You have me so hard.”

“Yes…” I mumble. “Let me feel you, Lionel.”

“My wife never has to beg me for anything, least of all my dick.”

With a push he enters me. My hips hit the granite and I embrace the pain, the sensations adding and growing. Making me feel alive.

His swollen, hot cock moves over and over, making us both gasp. “Fuck yeah,” he murmurs through clenched teeth and a tight jaw. Without taking our eyes off each other, I squeeze my muscles and another growl comes from his chest. He continues to fuck me hard and fast, his body dominating mine in a way that I never thought possible, my hands on my back look for the fabric of his shirt when he gets up to continue pushing until the explosion hits us with the force of an atomic bomb. Lionel releases my hands, before dropping down on me, the two of us trying to catch our breaths, his face next to mine, our hands clasped on either side of my head.

“That was intense,” he says, still panting.

“That was wonderful,” I murmur when I can finally breathe normally again.

“I can’t believe we did it, here in the kitchen.”

“This is our house.” With his nose, Lionel touches the delicate skin behind my ear. “It’s time for us to christen all the rooms in it.”

That makes me laugh.

“My office is next on the list,” he continues speaking. “I can already imagine your legs spread open on my desk or riding me while I’m in my chair. Or, better yet, on your knees while I fuck your mouth.”

Who have I become? Lionel is still inside me and I’m already looking forward to it again.

What is he doing to me?

“You came home so early, I didn’t even have time to make dinner,” I mumble, changing the subject to a safer one.

“You have other things to do, it’s not your duty to cook for us every day,” he answers, kissing my neck, my jawline, my cheeks, even licking my lips, making me forget my protests. “How about we order something or go out to dinner?”

The heat floods my chest making my heart beat faster, this time it’s not because of sexual desire, it’s something deeper. Much more powerful.

And yet…

“The idea of going out doesn’t sound appealing,” I confess as he pulls out of my body and helps me up before even settling into his pants. “I missed you today.”

Then he hugs me and kisses me, I’ve been waiting for this all day since he left early this morning. His dominance over my body keeps me with my feet on solid ground, but his love makes my soul fly, fly high.

And I love it.

Lionel sighs before answering. “I missed you, too, Stella. It feels so good to be like this.”

It’s true, there is no place where I would rather be than in his arms.

“I’ll wear something skimpy to our date,” I tell him, thinking of snuggling with him on the old sofa on the second floor, watching an old movie of his that we both like.

“I don’t think so, beautiful,” he argues. “For our date, I want you naked.”

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“I spoke to Alexandra Conrad today,” I inform him after our second round of toe-curling, house shaking sex. “I’m going shopping with her, so I have to ask you something.”

We are laying together on the thick carpet in front of the sofa. My body stretched out on his, our skin is warm and sweaty, his hands caressing my back and my hair, while I have my cheek pressed to his neck, his heartbeat is like my own personal lullaby.

“Just tell me how much you need…” he says like it’s nothing. “Tomorrow I’m going to the bank to ask for another credit card, so you can spend whatever you want without having to ask me.”

That makes me laugh, but it’s not what I’m looking for. I put my hands on his chest while resting my chin on them to look him in the eye.

“I have my own money, thank you very much,” I say with determination, and I can see annoyance cross his eyes, but the words never come out of his mouth. I know what he’s doing, he’s respecting my space and the lines I’ve drawn, although it’s hard for him. “What I need is for you to arrange for security. I know you are worried about leaving me here alone all day, so I imagine it will be the same for going out.”

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