Page 55 of Till Death Do Us Part

Just as her name suggested,Mia.

She hadn’t even brought her lips to me. Yet watching her expressive eyes as she tried to fist me, her fingers and thumb unable to meet, caused me to bite my tongue, careful not to blow my wad.

Time stood still as she slowly and painfully leaned forward. My grip of the shower door tightened and every nerve in my body exploded as she ran her tongue from the tip of my cock to the base.

The fucking door was in danger of breaking as she moved her lips back down and swirled her tongue, licking the slit. My muscles tensed when she opened her pink lips and took me in.

Fucking warm and wet.

The damn world turned black as I fought the heavenly sensation.

Originally, I mentioned Mia tomi padrenot only because I was attracted but because she didn’t reciprocate. It was a power move that I could probably only admit to Rei. In a little over twenty-four hours, my thoughts had shifted. Mia was doing something to me that I could never have predicted.

Not the blow job.

She was wedging her way into my thoughts.

This wasn’t about a power play anymore.Mi padrehad been right. A wife was a weakness but fuck if I didn’t want to explore more with my new weakness—more of her body, mind, and soul. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I possessed all of her, every thought in her head while being responsible for all her pleasure.

Bobbing her head, Mia tested her own resolve. Once in a while, gagging, she backed off. As I watched, I marveled at the idea that I hadn’t married a virgin. I hadn’t wanted that. Of course, up until yesterday, I assumed her experience would mean wild and hot sex from the first night.

The woman before me was a dichotomy of sorts.

Confident.

Insecure.

Poised.

Uncertain.

My breathing stuttered as Mia used her hands, with one gripping my cock and the other teasing my balls. “Fuck yeah.” I couldn’t have stayed quiet if I tried. Every move she made felt too good.

With my free hand, I wove my fingers through her wet hair and resisted the desire to direct her movements. Damn, she had this more than covered.

The shower’s spray continued to assault my back as my muscles tightened.

“Fuck, Mia.”

Wrapping her arms around my thighs, she continued her head bobbing and the sounds of her mews and moans combined with the warm humidity of the shower. I released her head, conscious of scaring her.

Mia didn’t stop, taking every drop as I came, over and over.

“Fucking better than jacking off,” I said as I offered her my hand.

Her shy smile was stunning.

I cupped her cheek with my one good hand. “Do I need to get injured to earn your affection?”

Mia shook her head. “I’d rather you not be injured.” She looked up at me with wide eyes. “I’ve never…” She shook her head again. “I know you don’t want me to talk about…before.”

I didn’t. I wanted her fucking first husband to be obliterated from her mind. Yet, she looked so damn pleased, I had to encourage her. “You’ve neverwhat?”

“Initiated…anything.” Her smile blossomed. “I wanted to do that.”

We were sailing in fully uncharted territory. And even without a fucking map, I wanted to explore everything about this woman, from her luscious curves to her flat plains and her deep valleys. However, as I stared at her smile, I wanted to go beyond the surface, to learn what she was thinking and feeling.

I tilted my forehead to hers. “Consider this an open invitation,SeñoraRoríguez. My cock is always available anytime” —I ran my thumb over her swollen lips— “you get the urge to suck.” I lifted my eyebrows. “It’s available for more than that.”

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