Page 63 of Moonlight & Matrimony
“That’s very nice, Luca, but right now, I want you to disrespect me.”
I’m on her like a shot, hoisting her off her feet and onto the unfinished bar top, spreading her thighs as I prepare to devour every inch of her perfect body.
“I’m going to fucking ruin you, Ivy. Is that what you want?”
“Too late. You already have.” Ivy’s legs wrap around my waist, pulling me flush against her hot body. “Fuck me, Luca.”
“Oh, I will. Believe me. But first, I’m going to lick and suck and devour every inch of you, and by the time I’m finished, you’re going to be begging to come.”
“Those are some big words for a man who’s still fully clothed.”
“Brat.”
“Bossy.”
She smiles at the familiar exchange, and I wonder if she knows just what kind of effect she has on me. I take a step away from the table. Her face is flushed and a quiet desperation flickers in her irises. I reach behind my head, stripping offmy threadbare t-shirt, then unbuckle my belt, pulling the worn leather free from the loops. Ivy tracks my movements and her tongue dips out to lick her bottom lip.
“See something you like?”
“Mm hmm,” she says, spreading her legs further while she trails a hand down her body to reach between her thighs.
“Uh uh, that’s mine,” I command, stalking back to the table with my belt in hand. “Lay back. Arms over your head, brat.”
Her eyes are blazing as she follows my instructions like the good girl she is, laying her arms on the table above her head, palms facing up. I take them both in my grip, crossing her wrists before securing them to the bar clamp with my belt.
Stroking a hand down her arm, her skin is soft beneath my fingertips. I meet her darkened gaze, checking in to make sure she’s comfortable. “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Say red if you need to stop at any point. You’re in charge. Got it?” I’m expecting to see a little hesitation in her eyes, but when I search her face for any sign of fear, there’s nothing but pure heat and it’s fucking intoxicating. “You have to communicate with me. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yes,” the word comes out on a moan, sending a wave of desire straight to my cock. “I want this, Luca.” I maintain eye contact as my hands work to unbutton my jeans, dropping them to the floor and kicking them off to the side along with my work boots, leaving me standing in only my boxer briefs, dick standing at attention, more than ready to sink into her.
Stepping between her spread thighs, I drag my hands up her body, taking her tank top with them so it’s bunched up under her chin, giving me access to her mouthwatering tits — more than a handful with perfect pink nipples just begging for my attention. And who am I to deny them? I bend down, taking one delicious peak into my mouth, while I tweak the other between my thumband forefinger. Ivy lets out a breathy sigh, her body squirming underneath me as I make good on every filthy promise to devour her.
My mouth continues to trail down along her sternum, over her tight belly marked with the evidence that she brought my favorite person into this world. She’s beautiful, and I have to stop to lay a kiss along every single mark. Once I’m satisfied with my work, I lick a path from her navel to her waistband before I pull back just enough to tug her shorts down her legs.
“No underwear? Why did you really come in here tonight, Ivy? Were you really just here to ask for a favor?”
“No,” the word is barely above a whisper, her gaze lidded and heavy with desire. “Please, Luca.”
“Please, what?”
“I need you.”
“Where? Here?” I ask, trailing a hand up her calf, my mouth and tongue following closely behind.
“Or how about here?” I say, bringing my lips to the juncture between her thigh and her pussy.
“Or maybe you meant —” I pause, and she groans in frustration, causing me to chuckle. “Here?” I ask, trailing my fingers along her center. She nods.
“You’re soaked for me.”
“Baby…” she squirms under my palm, begging me to give her what she needs.
“Mmmm. I like it when you call me that. I think you deserve a reward.” I lean in, sucking her clit into my mouth before pushing two fingers into her tight cunt.
“Oh God,” she moans, her body writhing beneath me.
