Page 50 of Innocent Union
“They clearly knew who I was. They were Mafia men, but I didn’t know them. And they were talking about me like I wasn’t even there; though they were doing it deliberately because Iwassitting there.”
I pull her into a hug. “Mia, what did they say?”
“I don’t want to say,” she mumbles into my shirt.
“Tell me. I need to know.”
She sighs. “They … they said you’ll regret marrying me. That they couldn’t understand why you would want a girl who’s used goods. They implied I was sleeping around with every man who crossed my path.”
I hold her tighter. “Oh, Mia. I’m so sorry you had to go through that. If you want, I can find those men and tell them off?”
“You would do that?” She lifts her head up to look at me. “You’d make them feel bad?”
“Oh, I’d do more than make them feel bad. I’d make sure they didn’t say shit like that again to any woman ever again.”
She stares into my eyes. “You really do care for me?”
“I do.” I wipe the last of her tears away. “Never doubt that. I understand why you did after hearing what those men said, but you don’t need to doubt me, Mia. I want to be married to you. I want to kiss you.” Leaning down, I do just that. She smiles against my lips. “I want to kiss down your neck.” My lips make a pattern on the skin of her neck. “I want to kiss all the way down your body. Do you want me to show you?”
“Ok,” she gasps as I trail my lips farther down.
I lean Mia back on the couch and take off her pants. “Do you trust me?”
“I do,” she says like she wasn’t aware of that fact until just this moment.
“Then trust me to show you that you never need to feel ugly around me.” I slip her panties off and spread her legs wide. Mia’s breath is shaky. I slide my fingers through her folds, warming her up.
It doesn’t take long before my fingers are coated in her arousal.
I kneel on the ground, so I’m eye-level to her pussy. “You’re fucking beautiful, Mia,” I tell her.
She blushes. It’s obvious even from where I sit.
“Just feel,” I say. “Just close your eyes and feel. Let me make you feel beautiful.”
Mia does what I tell her after taking a deep breath. Once her eyes are shut, I lean in and use my tongue to lick her nub. She gasps as her hips buck up. I place my arm across her waist and hold her in place.
Then, I start to show her just how beautiful I find her.
I take my time, using my tongue to swipe over her clit and folds. Mia’s breath becomes more and more ragged as I continue. She’s panting.
I grip my hands into her thighs as I continue to go down on her. I need her to feel good. I need her to know I want to be with her.
And once I’m done with making Mia feel great, I’m going to find the men who made her feel ugly and hurt them. I’m tired of Mia feeling insecure because of how others make her feel. She has a right to feel beautiful.
Mia begins rolling her hips around as I kiss over her folds. The way her breath is hitching, I know that means she’s getting close.
I increase my pace and spend more time on her clit, licking it, getting her ready to come.
As if on cue, Mia let’s go.
“Killian,” she gasps out as her orgasm washes over her. I continue kissing her pussy as she rides it out.
Once she’s calmed down, I sit back on my heels. “Feel better yet?”
She stares at me for a moment before laughing. “I definitely do.”
“Good. Because I want you to feel beautiful.”
