Page 61 of Reckless Promises

“Cillian,” I call his name again as the shaking subsides.

“Yes, wife?” He pulls back, smirking and sitting back on his heels between my legs.

His fingers continue to play with me as he watches my back arch at his touch. I grab the sheets but it’s no use when this man pulls me apart.

“I—” I choke on my breath as his fingers run over my clit, back and forth. “I can’t come anymore.”

“You can.” He skates two fingers up and down my pussy, and I’m dripping on his hand from the intensity of the pleasure. “I want you to feel good, Clover.”

“Fuck.” I bite my lip as he drives two fingers in just enough that I’m nearly blacking out from the pressure.

Even if I’ve used a vibrator on my clit plenty of times, I’ve never been brave enough to use one meant for penetration. And as Cillian plays with that barrier, I ache, wanting him to push through it.

“You’re so fucking tight.” His gaze darkens as he pushes his fingers a little deeper. “And so fuckingbeautiful.”

I look up at him kneeling over me. My legs spread, and my hair a mess. My nightgown is bunched around my waist, and I’m sweating I’m so overwhelmed. But Cillian’s gaze roves my body like it’s the first time he’s seeing me, and he can’t get enough.

“Cillian.” I reach down and grab his wrist, pausing his movements inside me. “Don’t make me die a virgin.”

His lips tilt up in a smirk as he leans forward, bringing his face to hover over mine.

“That was never going to happen, Odette.” He kisses me, and I taste myself on his mouth. “I can’t get enough of you.”

Cillian claims my mouth and pulls out his fingers as I wrap myself around him.

I need everything this man offers when the gravity has left this room. We’re floating and colliding with no rhyme or reason. Clawing, but I can’t seem to get close enough.

Reaching for his sweatpants, I tug at the band until they’re down around his thighs, and then it’s just his hard erection grinding between my legs.

Cillian’s thickness has me wondering how I’ll take him. And as I reach between us and wrap my fingers around his shaft, toying with the length of it, I’m not sure how I’ll handle his size.

If he’s the last thing I feel, I’ll accept it. I need him unlike I’ve needed anything. My entire body is hot at the thought of him inside me. Gliding his cock over me, I tease my entrance.

He lifts his hips as I work his length. Kissing my mouth, my jaw, my throat. He nips at my neck and licks my collarbone. He’s everywhere.

“Fuck, Clover.” He lifts, looking down at where I’m grabbing his dick.

Our gazes set on where I’m rubbing the head of him through me. And it feels so good I can’t get enough.

This is going to hurt. I’m not under any illusions it won’t. But as I position him at my pussy, I need the pressure so much my body begs me for it.

“Eyes on us, Odette,” Cillian says, wrapping his hand around where I’m squeezing his shaft and holding tighter. And my focus is locked on where our bodies meet. “I want you to remember every second of the first time your husband fucks you.”

He pulls my hand away and thrusts himself in, knocking the air from my lungs as my body tears open for him. But I don’t look away, even when my eyes flutter and my vision spots because I want to follow his orders to the end of the earth when he makes me feel like this.

Cillian braces his arms on either side of me and slowly pulls himself out. My excitement streaked with blood coats his dick. And as he looks down between us, his entire body tenses.

His hips thrust and it takes my thoughts away.

I can’t tear my eyes off him, even as my mind clouds. Even as the pain starts to turn into something that makes me lightheaded. Even as Cillian lays over me and tips my chin so I’m lost in hissteely stare.

I’ve never been looked at like he looks at me—like I matter. Like I exist. I’ve never been cared for like his body does mine—been seen. Been kept safe.

His hips roll and my eyes flutter as I hand myself to him.

“I want to see you come for me.” He dips his head down to lick a path up my neck. “I want to feel you come on my cock.”

My mouth opens, but only air comes out. My breath shatters with every overwhelming sensation.

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