Page 20 of Sweet Conviction

Her pussy clamps around my fingers like a vise, and she's unable to stay quiet this time.

"Dalton," she whimpers, her voice breaking on my name as she falls apart, shattering like crystal. She writhes, her hushed cries of pleasure somehow more beautiful, sexier, and more intimate than any wild shout or scream.

God help me, but she's going to own me, every fucking piece of me. I already feel it happening, feel my whole soul falling into her keeping. And that doesn't terrify me nearly as much as it should. Not with her in my arms. Not with her whimpering my name. And not with my ring on her finger.

I want this—every terrifying fucking second of it.

The hotel room door slams against the wall as we stumble through, my hands on her ass, hers yanking my tie from around my neck. She spins suddenly, launching herself at me.

The momentum of her desperate attack sends me stumbling against the door. "Fuck," I grunt, grabbing her perfect ass to pull her closer. Her heat brands me through our clothes, and my cock throbs, hard as steel. "You want me, baby?"

"Yes," she sobs, grinding against me, shameless and needy. "Please, Dalton."

I grin, loving how sweet she sounds begging for my cock. That breathypleasespilling from her lips is my new favorite sound.

"Then take what you want, wife. Claim what belongs to you." I lean back against the door with my hands behind my head, smirking. My cock twitches at the feral glint in her eyes. Fuck, I've created a monster. And I couldn't be happier about it.

She bites her lip, looking up at me through her lashes as she plants her hands against my chest. Her fingers curl around the buttons of my shirt. I suck in a breath as she yanks as hard as she can, sending buttons flying as she rips it open.

Her hungry gaze practically eats me alive as it trails down my chest, sweeping across the ink etched into my skin.

"Like what you see?" I tease.

She rakes her nails down my abs in response. I groan at the sting, my abs clenching as she follows the path with her lips and tongue.

"Fuck, Tempest, what are you–?"

She cuts me off by dropping to her knees in front of me. Her wild eyes meet mine. "You got to taste me. It's my turn now."

Ah fuck. My cock jerks in my pants as her meaning sinks in. She wants to taste me. Suck me. Put that perfect, pouty mouth on my most unworthy fucking body.

Some rational part of my brain screams that I should worship her body like the goddess she is before I let her put her mouth on me. But that part short-circuits when she reaches for my zipper, unabashed hunger in her gaze.

"Tempest…" I'm fucking writhing in anticipation as she slips her hand inside my pants. "Ah fuck." Her perfect hand wraps around my cock and my mind ceases to function at all.

"Jesus, Dalton," she whimpers, eyes widening as she sees me for the first time. "You're so beautiful."

I choke on a strangled laugh. "Keep talking about him like that, and this will be over before it even starts, wife."

Her gaze flies to mine, shock in her expression. "You meant it, didn't you? That you've never…?"

I nod, jaw clenched. "I meant it. You're the first. The only."

She smiles sweetly. "Want to know a secret?" Her voice drops to a whisper as she leans in, brushing her cheek against the head of my cock. "So are you."

Goddamn.I buck helplessly against her, groaning as precum spurts from my slit to paint her cheek. "Fuck, sorry." I lean forward to clean her off, but she beats me to it.

She swipes a finger through the sticky fluid, then slowly, deliberately brings it to her lips. Her tongue darts out for a taste.

"Tempest. Jesus." My stomach muscles clench hard as she fucking moans, her eyes rolling back like I'm the best thing she's ever had in her mouth.

"I like the way you taste…husband."

Ah, fucking hell. My cock jerks again at the sound of that title spilling from her lips. It sounds too goddamn good, like she's claiming me.

I cup the back of her head, gently urging her forward. "Suck me, Tempest. Put that pretty mouth on me and take what you want. What's yours."

She whimpers eagerly, leaning in to run her tongue up my shaft, exploring me with little licks that drive me fucking crazy.

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