Page 45 of Filthy Little Games

“Please.” Her soft whisper nearly undoes me.

I watch Zara’s face, her eyes holding mine as I glide my middle finger through her slit, then slide it inside of her slickness. She’s so damn wet for me, making me rock hard.

When her lips part on a gasp, I swoop in, claiming her lips. Her hand tightens over mine as it fucks her nice and slow. At the sound of her first moan, I shove my tongue deep into her mouth, tasting her for the first time.

She’s fucking delicious.

Both of us swallow each other’s groan from the teasing sensation of our clashing tongues, knowing exactly what the thrusts really represent.

Wanting to hear her cry out, I pull back and say, “I don’t like the idea of letting my new wife go an entire day without coming for me. Especially not on our wedding night.”

“Was…was the ceremony…just this morning?” Her back arches when I add a second finger. “Oh god!”

“Yes.” It’s so hot hearing her scream. I don’t think I could ever get enough of it.

“It-it feels like…a lifetime ago.”

“It’s been a long day.” I press my lips to her neck, and my fingers keep pumping in and out of her. “And you deserve to be worshipped, not only for being brave enough to marry me, but for helping me throw a man’s body into the ocean.”

Rather than recoil from the mention of the asshole I murdered, her silky walls tighten around my fingers and her thighs clench around my arm. All it takes is pressing my thumb to her clit, and Zara cries out even louder.

I don’t dare cover her mouth again, even though I ache to keep kissing her. No, I just watch the ecstasy spread across her beautiful face, her pretty lips parting wide on a silent scream. Her eyes areclosed tight while her hips buck, riding out the waves of pleasure. She drenches my fingers in her arousal, making my mouth water.

When her grip on my hand between her legs relaxes and her eyes open again, finding mine watching her, I pull my fingers free. She keeps gripping my hand even as I lift my fingers to my mouth, sticking them inside to suck them clean. “Mmm,” I groan. “You taste so damn good,micetta mia.” Knowing how drenched she is between her thighs, my dick gets heavier. I lift the hem of her tee to see her glistening for me and nearly come right then and there at the sight. “Can I lick you until you come on my tongue, Zara?”

“Ah…” she trails off, her eyes still hazy from her orgasm.

“I don’t expect anything in return,” I clarify as I run my tattooed hand up the inside of her thigh. While I’d love nothing more than to climb on top of my wife and claim her, make her mine in every possible way tonight, there’s something holding me back.

Carmine.

It doesn’t feel right for me to be here with this beautiful woman, receiving even an ounce of relief for myself while my brother is dead. But I could pleasure Zara all damn night. Even if she’s partially at fault for Carmine’s death, I know I need to let that go.

She’s my wife now, and I want to treat her right in and out of my bed, give her anything and everything she needs. “This is just for you tonight.”

“Just for me?” she repeats, her voice skeptical as if she doesn’t believe.

“Yes. Just for you. I don’t deserve any pleasure.”

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Zara

I’ve never been as wet as I am at this moment, and Creed is asking if he can go down on me?

He claims it’s just for me tonight, but I find that hard to believe.

I don’t deserve any pleasure, that’s what he said. And I’m not entirely sure what he means.

“You don’t want me to…do anything for you? Even afterward?” It’s not that I’m opposed to taking Creed in my hand or mouth. I just want to prepare myself.

“All you have to do is lie back and let me worship you.”

It’s impossible to refuse such an offer when I’m still feeling all nice and tingly from coming on his fingers. I’m a little nervous but curious to see what his tongue will feel like. “I guess we can try it. I don’t know if I’ll like it or not.”

His fingertips on my inner thigh freeze, and his handsome facelooks incredulous as he arches a single dark eyebrow. “You don’t know if you’ll like having your pussy licked?”

And now I feel embarrassed.

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