Page 124 of Vicious Vows

“You didn’t do anything.” He kissed the inside of my wrist and arched his eyebrow. “At least, not that I know of.”

“Ah…” I thought for a moment just to be sure. “No, I haven’t.”

“Then we’re making progress.” He stepped back, keeping my hand in his. “You look hot.”

“I’m wearing this for you.” I smirked.

“I thought you only wore stuff for you.” He raised my knuckles to his mouth and brushed them with his lips. “Isn’t that what you keep telling me?”

“I made an exception.”

I would make every exception for him.

“We’re definitely making progress.”

He brought me back to him, taking my face between his hands and planting his signature explosive kiss on my lips. The one where I lost my breath and my knees wobbled.

“I’m one lucky man.”

“I’m pretty lucky too.”

“Let’s get lucky together.” He pushed me onto the bed. “I need to feel you.”

“I’m here for you. Whatever you need, I’ll do.”

“I have to warn you, I’m in an aggressive mood.”

“Aren’t you always?” I got up on my knees and unbuttoned his pants. “Whatever is bothering you, just take it out on me.”

“I don’t want to take anything out on you.” He tucked my hair behind my ear, holding the side of my head in his strong hand. “I want to be with you. I want you to understand how much you mean to me.”

“Be with me.” I kissed the corner of his mouth. “I’m all yours.”

“You’re right about that.” He lowered me onto the mattress before dropping to his knees. “I’ll make sure of it.”

He glided his fingers along my inner thigh, reaching for the tiny black thong and then whisking it down my legs. Sliding me closer to his face, he rested my ankles on his shoulders.

“Oh…” I clawed at the comforter when he spread me open and flattened his tongue along my slit.

I raised my hips in the air, pulsing my lower half up and down as he pushed his tongue inside me. He slithered his free hand up my stomach and to my breasts, gripping one and playing with my nipple while he kept a steady rhythm, alternating his fingers and tongue.

Shifting my hips, so I could fuck his face, I ached for more. My thighs quivered when an explosive sensation took over.

“Marchello,” I screamed.

Mid-climax, he grabbed one of my legs and flipped me onto my stomach, but it didn’t stop me from coming. I was too aroused to protest when he raised my hips and pressed on my back. The heat of his breath swept along my wet sex.

“I need to taste how sweet that cum is.” He inserted his fingers deep inside me, thrusting them in and out before kissing my backside and trailing his lips to my soaking wet core.

“Fuck,” I cried out when he pleased me with his tongue again.

This time was so much more intense. The position he had me in allowed him to lick me from a different angle, and I was still keyed up and tingling from the first climax.

His hot saliva mingled with my arousal as it seeped down my inner thighs.

I twisted and got up on my knees to face him. I tugged the nightie over my head and tossed it across the room. A shudder jolted through me when he licked his lips and took in my body with his wicked gaze.

“Had enough?” He caressed my throat.

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