Page 33 of Dangerous Vows

I groan.

She’s the one woman I could get lost in. She’s the one woman I see myself committing to. My cock strains with need and pushes against my pants like a stallion wanting to race on Derby Day.

“I need you,” she says as she pulls my lips back to hers. I slip my tongue into her warm mouth. I want to ask her questions, but I’ll find the answers I need in time.

She needs me.

Her words humble me. She’s vulnerable, and I know how hard that is for her. She might wear her heart on her sleeve, but beneath that is someone who cares deeply and has so much love to give… to the right person.

And God help her—she choseme.

She shimmies out of her dress shirt, and I unclasp her bra. She stands naked before me, physically and emotionally. I scoop her into my arms and carry her into the bedroom, where I lay her in the middle of the enormous bed.

I slip out of my shoes and pants quickly.

She sits, pulling me toward the bed. I tug my boxers off. My cock springs free, and she grabs me, running her hand up my shaft. Her lips part, and she glances up at me before her painted lips wrap around my cock.

Holy mother of God.

She moves slowly over the end, circling her tongue around my headuntil I groan. I pride myself on restraint, but damn, she’s making this difficult. I could explode in her mouth right now, but I put my hand on the back of her head as I gently encourage her to take all of me. She pushes me back and sinks to the floor, grabbing my ass cheek and bobbing on my head.

I watch as her slender fingers stroke my shaft, slow at first, then faster, until she takes me fully into her mouth. I gasp, hips thrusting instinctively. The way she moves anddevoursme—she gives head like it’s an art form, and I’m her masterpiece.

“Good girl,” I moan.

She works her mouth, and just when I’m about to shoot my load, I pull back.

“I want to come in you,” I growl, scooping her into my arms and throwing her onto the bed without hesitation. I’m on her in seconds, my chest pressing her down, her nipples stiffening as they graze my skin. She’s soft, warm, ready—and I’m past the point of holding back.

“I’m going to fuck you all night, Princess.” I spread her legs and sink my cock into her until I’ve filled her tight pussy.

I drive into her, losing control as I pin her shoulders to the mattress. I’m so deep my balls slap against her tight ass with every thrust. Her fingers clutch at my chest hair, and her legs wrap around my hips, possessive and desperate, pulling me in closer like she never wants to let go.

I feel her pussy quiver. “Who owns you?”

“You.”

“I want you to come now and say my name.”

I pump her again, and her pussy convulses as she peaks and screams, “Pietro.” Her nails dig into my back, but I love the pain.

I wish she weren’t on the pill. I’d love to see her swollen with my baby. She’d be a good mother to my children.

This thought makes me come undone. I roar as I come. “You’re mine,” I whisper into her ear as I shoot my hot cum in her tight pussy.

My cock is still stiff as I hold her to me. She reaches her tiny hand out and grabs my cock, and it’s oddly comforting.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“Yeah, you?”

“Never better,” I reply, realizing I spoke the truth. This is the first time I’ve envisioned settling down and having a family.

“Mm,” she purrs as she slides her hand possessively down my leg before she falls asleep.

I wonder who scarred her. I’ve noticed a scar on her arm, and I can spot a nose job when I see one, and she doesn’t impress me as a vain woman. Something’s not adding up.

Who is she?

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