Page 52 of Sinful Wrath

The momentI saw Lucia standing there naked and dripping wet, I knew there was no way I was leaving this room without fucking her. The water dripping off her breasts and down her waist had me almost dropping to my knees right there and then.

But I needed this time to be different.

Last time, she came too easily, too quickly.

If I want to show her once and for all who has the control, then I need her to work for her orgasm.

I knew she was growing frustrated with me edging her like that, but I wanted to see the tears in her eyes. I wanted her to get so close to coming that it was almost too much for her to take.

Only then did I let her come.

And it was fucking worth it.

Having Lucia climax on my tongue almost had me spilling in my pants.

It took everything in me not to pull my cock free and start stroking myself as I licked her sweet pussy. It was soslick with her arousal, and it tasted even better than I imagined.

Her body is limp in my arms, and I can’t help but feel smug knowing that I was the one to bring her such pleasure.

But I’m nowhere near close to being done with her.

I reach down and lift her in my arms, holding her tightly against my chest as I carry her over to the bed.

“You did so well,” I murmur, and she gazes up at me with a satisfied smile. “I need you to come again for me,solnyshka.”

Lucia’s eyes widen, and I know she’s thinking about how sensitive she is between her thighs, but she nods.

It seems that Lucia Conti is a fast learner in the bedroom.

I toss her on the bed and make quick work of pulling my belt free from the loops. “Hands above your head.”

“Mikhail.” She keeps her eyes on the belt.

“Don’t make me ask you again, Lucia,” I growl as I make my way around the side of the bed.

She does as I ask, lying silently as I move to kneel beside her and get to work tying her wrists to the bed frame. She watches me closely as I finish restraining her.

I thought perhaps there would be fear in her eyes, but instead, they’re lit up with excitement.

And my heart flutters.

No, I can’t be happy about this. She needs to want to walk away from me and this marriage.

I grip her forearms and pull, making her whimper as I check to see that she can’t break free.

“Much better.” I smirk.

My cock throbs at her laid bare for me to do with as I please.

“Look at you,” I groan, eyeing her flushedskin.

“Are you going to fuck me like this?”

“Is that what you want?” I reach out to trail a finger between her breasts.

“Yes.” She arches into my touch.

“Then I’m not going to do that.”

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