Page 15 of Stolen Mafia Vows
“But…” I want to ask him how he knows that, but I guess I don’t really need to. Because I feel the same way.
“Kiss me, Eoghan.”
He obliges. Straddling my legs, he fills my mouth with his tongue, then teases my bottom lip between his front teeth. “You taste exactly how I knew you would.”
He nibbles my jawline, tracing a line down my neck to the dip between my collarbones. Then, he pulls my bra down, exposing my breasts and sits back on his haunches to admire them. My cheeks flood with color at being so closely observed.
His eyes turn smoky. “So fucking beautiful.”
Crushing my breasts together he tongues both nipples at the same time, and my back arches, thrusting them deeper into his mouth. His hand slides around my back beneath my shirt and unhooks my bra. I let out a low groan as it comes loose.
Eoghan doesn’t miss a beat. He drags my shirt and bra over my shoulders and tosses them aside. His mouth covers my left nipple while his fingers knead my breast. He sucks until it is swollen, teasing it with his tongue and between his teeth, before he moves onto the other one.
“Wouldn’t want it to feel left out.” His eyes sparkle as he sucks, and my fingers drift towards the zip of his jeans of their own accord. “Nu-huh.” He moves my hand away. “I want to appreciate you first.”
On his knees, he drags my jeans down over my hips and loses them somewhere on the blanket amongst the baskets of food. Leaning forward, he drags his hands down my body, leavingsearing trails of scorched flesh behind as if he’s made of fire. Then, just when I think I couldn’t feel any sexier, he slides my panties down my legs slowly, his eyes roaming my legs, down to my painted toenails before he allows himself to look at my sex.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Emily.” His voice is throaty. “You’re even more fucking stunning in the flesh.”
Maybe it’s the warm sea breeze caressing my skin, or the dappled sunlight dancing across his eyes from the overhanging branches. Or maybe there’s a part of me that gets stimulated beyond reason at the thought of being watched by a passerby. But before I can allow my inhibitions to talk me out of it, I spread my legs wide and smile at him.
He swallows hard.
“I believe you promised to touch me in places I’ve never been touched before,” I say.
“All in good time, Emily. First, I want you to come for me.”
He grabs my ankles, bends my legs at the knees, and pushes them back towards my shoulders, raising my ass off the blanket and opening my folds.
“I want to hear you come. Fuck that! I want the sea to hear you come.”
Before I can even assemble my thoughts, his tongue is dragging between my pussy’s outer lips and across my clit, and my body is already thrumming.
I let out another groan before shoving my fist into my mouth.
“No.” Eoghan is firm. “Take your fist out,Emily.”
My pussy is literally clawing its way back to his tongue like my life depends on it, so I do as I’m told.
“Do it again, and I’ll stop.”
The smoke in his eyes is darker, and that’s how I know he’s teasing me. But Eoghan has already unleashed a side of me that I never knew existed, and I give up trying to fight it.
“If you stop, I’ll have to make myself come.”
His slanted smile ignites my core. How can I have such power over someone I only just met?
“Don’t even think about it.” He nips my inner thigh with his teeth. It stings, and I let out a little yelp, but I’m shocked by how good it feels.
“Is that like your brand or something?” I lick my lips and track one hand down towards my pussy.
I don’t want to make myself come. I want to feel his tongue on my clit. I want him to suck my pussy until I come on his face. But more than that, I want to push him to his limits too.
He takes the bait like I instinctively knew he would and nips my other thigh. “Now it is.” He inspects the red marks on the tender flesh, still gripping my ankles with both hands. “You know what this means, Emily.”
“What does it mean?”
“You’re mine now.”
