Page 53 of Till Death Do Us Part

He grunted and pulled out of my mouth, jerking himself until he finished by his own hand. When he opened his eyes, they were even wilder. He went to his pants and wrapped the stays around his hand.

He grabbed my bottom lip with his thumb, then traced down my chin, to my neck, until he circled each of my breasts. I closed my eyes, trembling at his touch. He circled my nipples, soft at first, until he pinched one. I hissed out a breath and bit my lip. A long, slow moan worked itself free when he kissed and teased me at the same time.

The kiss broke, and my sanity with it. The pulse between my legs was ruling me. I wanted him in me, his mouth and hands all over me, at the same time.

“You want it all, ah?”

“Yes,please.”

“Get to the head of the bed.”

He watched me like he was stalking prey to play with when I moved. When he had me where he wanted me, he tied me to the frame with the stays. In the hazy light, my wrists looked like they were bleeding.

“Relax, my beautiful Roma. Spread your legs for me.”

I did, and he made a deep and satisfied noise in his throat. He climbed into the bed and kneeled over me, his dick jutting out. It glistened, and I could smell him in the air. A sound that was part frustration and part whimper escaped my lips. My hands ached to touch him. I wasn’t sure what to do with the pent-up tension.

“I’ll fuck you when you’re my wife.”

He’d fuck me when I was his wife? It was me who said I wouldn’t sleep with him. But he’d called me out on the technicality.Who said anything about sleep?

“Do we have a deal?” He raked his teeth over his bottom lip.

“Are you going to leave me like this if I don’t agree?” I struggled against the restraints, panic taking the place of trust.

“Calm yourself,” he said, his voice soothing.

My heart calmed, and so did I at his words.

“This is about pleasuring you,” he continued. “But I’m not fucking you until we’re married.”

“I said that earlier, remember? I wasn’t sleeping with you.”

“Your mouth says one thing, but your body says another.”

“Are you a human lie detector?”

“Your body is mine.”

“I do want this,” I whispered.You. All of you.“Right now.”

“After we’re married, you’ll make an unbreakable vow to me only, and sign it in blood.”

I nodded.

He shook his head. “Yes or no, Roma.”

A moment passed between us. In his own way, I knew he was asking for a promise of marriage.

“Yes.” My answer came out firm.

His mouth closed over mine, and he kissed me so deep, I wasn’t sure if he’d stolen my soul when he moved back.

He kissed a path down my body, his mouth warm compared to the cold air. My skin trembled, and so did the breaths from my mouth. He was hungry again, because he positioned himself between my legs and started to eat me like a starved man. This time he was wild, making grunting noises, reaching up to twist my nipples.

Being tied up made me more vulnerable, but it heightened the experience. I couldn’t stop the rush when I came with a loud cry.

My eyes were still shut tight when he untied me and flipped me over, my ass in the air. He used my wetness to rub along my ass cheeks before he stuck his finger inside of meback there, while he started teasing the sensitive nub between my legs. I started to push back, needing more. It feltsodamn good.

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