Page 29 of Devious Vows

Never needed anything.

The chill at my back is long forgotten as I kiss him, replaced with a burning heat that flushes my skin. Remy’s palms slide along my sides, up my back, his fingers just missing the parts of me I want him to touch the most.

With a desperation I’ve never felt before, I pull back from him, my breaths labored as I beg him for more. “Touch me.” I swallow, my tongue coming out to run along the inside of his lip. “Everywhere.”

Any resistance he had flies out the open window, taken away with the breeze as he touches me with new vigor. His big, rough hands push up my rib cage to thumb along the bottom of my naked breasts. A growl of appreciation at finding me bra-less vibrating against my lips. Impatient, I shove my shirt up under my neck and pull it over my head, dropping it to the floor at our feet. A gasp slips through my parted lips when he palms my breasts, lifting the weight of them in his hands, rough pads of his thumbs scraping over my nipples.

My neck arches back, head pressing against the glass behind me as I let out a breathy moan. His lips land on the column of my throat; hot, wet kisses that lick and bite their way over my flesh. My face falls forward once more when he pulls from me, dropping to his knees before me. I stare breathlessly down at him, watching as he hooks his fingers into the waist band of my cotton shorts, eyes worshiping every inch of me he can see. His fingers trail my skin as he pulls them down, eyes never leaving mine, even as his lips press to my flesh. Once I’m nearly bare for him, he rises, his hands finding my thighs to lift me up.

My legs instinctively wrap around his waist, my covered pussy pressing flush against his corded abdomen as he lifts me high enough for his mouth to find the curve of my breast. My back arches into his mouth, chasing his lips as they skim over my skin with wet kisses. He nips at the heavy mound, his tongue smoothing over the sting, breath hot against my nipple as he deliberately misses it with the swipe of his tongue. He ignores my small murmur of frustration, repeating the action on the other side of my aching point.

“Remy,” I moan, both sick and craving his games at the same time.

He chuckles, his tongue suddenly wrapping around my nipple, tugging it between his lips. Pleasure like I’ve never felt pulses in my belly, my pussy throbbing between my legs. One of my hands grip the hair at his nape, holding him to my breast as he sucks and bites. Fighting my hold, he switches his attention to the other breast, and I moan at the contact, my hips shifting against his belly, smearing my slick all over him despite still wearing my panties.

His gaze finds mine, his thumb swiping along my lower lip, tugging the plump flesh down with the weight of it.“Dimmi di fermarmi adesso, cuore mio.”Tell me to stop now, my heart.

I shake my head, my heart thumping, breaths panting. “No.” My tongue swipes out, licking the tip of his thumb. “You say I’m yours.” His eyes darken, grip tightening. “Prove it.” I blink, my arousal making me brave, “Fuck me.”

In an instant, I’m pressed even harder against the glass, his knees thudding against the floor once more, my legs draped over his shoulders. “I won’t be fucking you.” His eyes find mine. “I will memorize every dip, curve, and freckle. Worship every inch, swallow every sound. But I willneverfuck you.”

My mouth opens to question him, the words morphing into a jumbled breathy garble as his tongue presses along the already wet spot of my black panties. His teeth lightly nip at my clit through the fabric, making my legs over his shoulder tighten on his back. His eyes find mine as he runs a thumb along the seam of my pussy through the soaked fabric, lightly dipping between the lips of my slit as much as my panties allow.

Any questions I had before are lost as I watch him suck my clit back into his mouth, my hand coming forward to grip his head against me. He smiles against me as I lift my hips into his mouth, his tongue tasting me through the fabric. The breath catches in my chest as he sucks one of my pussy lips into his mouth, fabric and all, a look of pure desire flashing over his dilated pupils. His tongue presses my panties even further into my slit, the hand on my ass pulling me closer to his face with the action. My toes curl at the hot exhale of breath he puffs over my oversensitive flesh.

I bite my bottom lip, pleasure consuming me as I arch against the glass at my back, pushing my tits up just a little further under the honey gaze eating me up. Shifting my legs, he slowly stands, picking me up. I swallow as he grabs the blanket I was using in my chair and tosses it on the floor, laying me on my back. He’s between my thighs not a moment later, pressing his lips to mine. My body jolts when his thumb scrapes along my slit once more, his fingers pressing rough circles against my aching clit.

I widen my legs for him, butterflying at the waist while he works my wetness through my panties, soaking his fingers without ever needing to dip underneath the fabric. His other hand is cradling my head, fingers stroking along my cheek, pushing hair lightly from my face as he continues his onslaught of tender kisses and delicate swipes of his tongue. He’s ruthless with his fingers, switching between rough passes of his fingers along my slit to toe-curling pinches pressed to my throbbing nub.

I’m panting under his touch, my skin hot, a line of sweat dripping between my shoulder blades as he almost casually sucks my tongue into his mouth, peppering his soft kisses along my lips while swallowing my sounds. My hips are shifting of their own accord, trying to sink one of his thick fingers deeper, trying to grind my clit against his hard palm. I jerk my lips from his, gasping for breath as his eyes drop to my heaving chest.

“Remy…” I plead, but he ignores me, head dropping to suck a nipple between his teeth once more as he circles my aching clit, his fingers just brushing the bundle of nerves. “Remy,please.”

He says nothing, earning a low groan from me. All he does is switch breasts, tongue running flat along the peak of my nipple. My hips push up into his hand and his eyes meet mine as he finally gives me what I want after ripping my panties off of my legs. He grinds his palm against my bare clit and I practically wail at the touch, letting my head fall back as I work my hips against him, taking everything I can. My hair tickles along my arms as I lean back, the blanket beneath me sliding on the floor with every shift of my hips.

Remy’s mouth leaves my chest but I barely notice, since I’m seconds away from the orgasm building in my gut. “Head up,cuore mio. I want to see your face when you fall apart for me.”

The husk in is voice doesn’t go unnoticed, spiking white-hot pleasure straight to my clit. I do as he instructs, face falling forward to lock onto his dark gaze. He increases the pressure, fingers working in tight, quick circles as my legs fall flat on either side of me. His tongue licks away the moans leaving my lips as I arch into my release, my hand leaving the floor to pull him to me more fully by the nape of his neck. Remy presses his forehead to mine as I wind down from my high, his hand leaving my still throbbing slit so he can cup my cheeks with both hands.

“Sei fottutamente bella.”It’s whispered along my lips, deep and husky as he repeats himself in English, “You are fucking beautiful.”

I swallow past the emotion boiling in my chest, pressing forward so my lips catch his. “I want you inside me now.” It’s mumbled against his lips, and he eats the words up, barely letting them escape. I reach between us, letting my nails lightly scrape along the muscles lining his chest and abs as I tentatively trail my fingers to the bulge in his denim. A groan sounds low in his throat when I rub over the hardness, rubbing his dick through his pants.

“Fuck.” The words are whispered against my skin.

“Do you like that?” I question, sliding my hand up and down once more.

He reaches between us, grabbing my hand with his to press harder against him. He curls my fingers around the length of him, helping my fingers squeeze his dick through his pants. “You drive me fucking crazy.”

My skin heats with his pleasure, swallowing thickly when he lets go of my hand to undo the button on his jeans. He pushes them down enough for his dick to spring free, hard and long and weeping. My fingers lightly brush against the tip, fingers trailing in the pre-cum dripping down its veiny side. Remy groans above me, his jaw ticking as he lets me explore him. My fingers wrap around him, leisurely pumping down the length of him as I watch his face.

His throat works as he looks down at me, palms running over my knees and up my thighs. “Sit up.”

Shifting up, Remy grabs onto my waist, flipping our positions so that I’m sitting above him, my knees pressed into the floor. His legs kick his pants off, molten gaze meeting mine. Hands on my hips guide me, his erection pressing against my slit, hot and impatient.

My fingers run over his chest and arms, sinking into his flesh as I explore him. His fingers tighten on my hips, his cock jumping against my dripping pussy. Bending, my lips find his, his teeth biting into the plump flesh, tongue stroking the inside of my cheeks. I moan against his mouth, my hips slowly rotating against the crown of his dick. I gasp when it just slips inside of my pussy lips, cream dripping down his shaft as I keep moving.

Remy’s hips lightly press up, his hands gripping my hips to keep them in place as he slips even deeper. I cry out at the pleasure, my lips breaking from his. The muscle in his jaw flexes as he keeps a steady pace with his hips, forcing himself to go slow. The sloppy sounds coming from my pussy turn me on even more, the ink covering the hard ridges of his abdomen moving with his slight thrusts.

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