Page 111 of Voracious

She’s adorable as fuck, thinking I’d ever fucking lie to her.There’s no fear on her face as she crosses her ankles, pretending to stretch. Standing at the edge of the bed, I stroke myself from base to tip, watching my beauty. She’s so fucking stunning and those eyes are on me.

“Open those pretty legs for me, show me what’s mine.”

Her voice is the huskiest I’ve ever heard it as she smirks. “I’d rather you taste it.”

I move forward faster than my lust addled mind should be able to. Her laugh is full of joy as I peel her thighs apart and it breaks off into a moan when my tongue touches my favorite place. I hold the backs of her thighs, so her knees are pressed against her chest and eat like a man starved. Her breathy moans aren’t helping me with my loss of control as she grips hair in both of her fists and tries to ride my face. I pull back, going against everything I want by not letting her come. Alternating between my mouth and fingers, I push two inside her, testing if she’s ready. She’s tight as fuck and clenches around me.

I love this woman frustrated, it’s erotic as fuck, and the way she moans my name has me ready to come again.

“Dima, please.”

My fingers have barely touched the rubber when it’s snatched away, and Ana throws it across the room. It hits the wall with a heavy thud, and I have to bite my cheek to stop from laughing. She looks up at me with the softest expression I’ve ever seen and even better words.

“Just you, only ever you.”

FORTY-THREE

Dima

Only ever you.

Those words are going to ring on repeat for the rest of our lives. I pass every feeling I have for this woman, my woman, into her mouth as I mumble, “Only ever me, lisichka, it’s just me and you.”

Her smile gets wider at my confirmation, and I worship her body with my mouth.Each scar on her beautiful body is shown care and I pause over her heart as I flick her nipple with my tongue. Her nails scrape against my scalp as I suck it between my lips and gently tug.

She’s going to be my wife as soon as the shit in her head clears.

Wear my ring and carry our name.

Be the mother of our kids, make them scare the shit out of me too.

Then meet me in Venus to do it all over again.

Once I reach between her thighs, I kiss each one that will forever be wrapped around my head. She doesn’t let me move and threads her fingers through my hair as I wait for my meal.Slowly closing her eyes, she whispers to herself loud enough for me to overhear.

“Just as handsome in my head.”

I know she doesn’t see images when she closes her eyes, and I can’t work out what it means. Until her lashes flutter and she looks at me adding, “As in real life.”

My beautiful hellion, soon to be my wife, isn’t happy with me owning a single part of myself. When her fingers relax I move forward and write my promises on her skin.

To protect.

To cherish.

To love.

Not just to fuck.

Every part of her will be looked after.

I adore this woman beyond measure or logic.

She arches her back and explodes as I push two fingers inside her and swirl her clit with my tongue. So fucking perfect. Her hand in my hair tightens, fisting the strands as I curl my fingers up and pull out more from her. My woman deserves pleasure, and she takes it, grinding her hips against my face.

When she gets too sensitive and starts pulling away, I move back up her body, spending more time against her heart. It’s my favorite part of her, and it tells me we’re alive, I could survive from that beat alone.

There are no words exchanged as I push inside her. She doesn’t close her eyes as every part of our bodies communicate, except our mouths because this transcends words. I press my lips to hers and mouth what I feel without letting the sound escape, it’s clumsy as fuck. But she smiles and gasps against me as I fully bury my dick inside her.

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