Page 60 of Reckless Promises

“I think about what it would be like to be touched by an actual person.”

He hums in my ear, caressing higher and higher up the inside of my legs as I press the vibrator to my clit.

“Someone’s hands?” Cillian toys with that line that edges on torture because he’s so close to my pussy; I’m desperate for him to be inside me. “Or their tongue?”

He leans in, licking up the side of my neck, growling when I let out a moan at the feel of him.

“Or…” He skates his hands up over my hips and presses them down, grinding my ass against his hard length. “Do you think about their cock?”

“Oh, my god.” I exhale, my breath racing.

The vibrations rocket through me as Cillian’s touch tips me to the ledge. His mouth is on my neck, my ear, my jaw. While his hands roam over my stomach. He reaches for one of the thin straps on my nightgown and brushes it off my shoulder, revealing a breast.

“Fuck. You’re stunning.” His fingers graze over the peak of my nipple before he tugs on it. “The most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen.”

One hand lands over mine holding my vibrator, while the other continues to play with my nipple. He brushes my nightgown down to move from one to the other. Every graze—every sensation—almost too much to process.

“What are you imagining right now, Odette?” He kisses the path once more up my neck, pausing on my jaw and grazing my skin with his teeth. I’m so close to the edge I can barely hold on.

He pushes the vibrator tighter to my clit, and my entire body flushes.

“You.” I breathe out. “Only you.”

He releases my nipple and grabs my chin, bringing my mouth to his in a deep and possessive kiss. Stronger than the one he gave me at the altar, he kisses me with his entire body, and I come apart.

I shake in his arms as his tongue glides over my lip. He sinks his teeth into me, and he manages to possess my soul. I want to melt into this kiss, to hold it close and always remember it.

It’s dangerous to trust my heart in the hands of a killer, but I don’t know what else to do when he steals it.

He holds me until I stop shaking, turning the vibrator off and tossing it aside. Lifting me, he once more tosses me onto my back on the mattress, but instead of laying down on his side, he rests his body between my legs.

“What are you doing?” I ask as he kisses me down my throat, licking one nipple before moving to the next.

My fingers lace through his hair as he dips lower until he’s pushing my nightgown up to my hips.

He kisses the sides of my belly, slowly trailing down, until he’s at the apex of my thighs, and I might combust from the sight alone. “I’m tasting my wife.”

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Odette

My hands fly intoCillian’s hair the moment his mouth lands between my legs. I’ve never been touched intimately by a man, much less kissed like Cillian is now. My climax is still pulsing as his tongue rolls over me, and my entire body shivers.

“Cillian.” My nails dig into his scalp as he hums against me.

This might be pleasure, or it might be torture. Because I’m so sensitive and desperate, I’m shredding apart.

Cillian’s palms run up the inside of my thighs and press them open. He’s waging a war with my resistance as my body builds for him. Blood coursing through my veins as he works over my clit. He kisses me between my legs like he wants to taste every bit of how I fall apart for him.

He kisses my pussy as his fingers find my clit, and I’m so sensitive; my entire body jumps athis touch. But he grounds me. Cillian holds me in place and kisses me like he did at that altar. Like I don’t belong to anyone but him.

And I don’t.

My vision darkens as I tip my head back and seal my eyes. My skin prickling with every brush of his tongue. And like he commands my pleasure, he pulls it out of me.

I thread my fingers in his hair and hold on as my body shakes. A scream rips from my throat, filling every silent inch of our bedroom.

I come against my husband’s face, and he devours me like he can’t get enough of it.

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