Page 65 of Twisted Embrace

“Hear me, Joy. You belong to me. I’m not allowing any man to take you away from me. No man will ever touch you again. Do you understand? If anyone dares try, I will kill them with my bare hands, crushing them between my fingers. Don’t you get it? Don’t you?”

“I… Why? Why does it matter to you?” I struggled in his hold, doing everything I could to escape his clutches while my mind hungered for more.

“Because you belong to me. Because I want to spend every waking moment with you. Because I can’t fucking resist you.”

He didn’t wait to hear my acceptance, crushing his mouth over mine. He’d always held me as if letting go even an inch could mean I’d be ripped from his arms, but this time his possessive hold was all about making a statement. Telling me in no uncertain terms that I belonged to him.

A rush of emotions, a swell of desire tore through me. I was lightheaded, no longer able to feel my legs, the hard push of his body all encompassing. I rolled one arm around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair. He thrust his tongue inside, exploring every dark recess, drinking from my essence as if a man dying of thirst.

I could hear both our heartbeats, the rapid thudding becoming an orchestration of staccato bass drums. There was no rhyme or reason for the way I felt when in his arms, no cause and effect drifting through my mind. There was only this moment in time. As if there were no issues, no enemies doing everything they could to break us apart. Just the two of us on a beautiful day.

He broke the kiss, taking as many gasping breaths as I was, cupping one side of my face as he kept the fingers of his other hand wrapped around my long strands. Even up close, I could gather the rush of hunger burning in his eyes, his irises shimmering in the ray of sun flickering through the trees. The second I moaned, he captured the sound, allowing it to trickle down the back of his throat.

Then he bit my lower lip, the pressure just another reminder that I could never run away. I’d never desired a man as much as I did at this moment, the intensity of my longing the most exciting thing I’d ever felt in my life.

When he jerked on the back of my head, pulling my face toward the rich blue sky, I swooned, knowing I would have fallen had he not been holding me so tightly. He was in full control as he raked his teeth down the side of my neck, dragging his tongue to my ear. The way he slid the tip of his tongue into the shell gave me shudders.

“Oh…” The single sound I made was as dark as the ones erupting from his throat. My mind was a beautiful blur of images of his naked body as another wave of desire tore through me. I gripped his arms, laughing softly as he used his teeth to pull away the bodice of my dress, flicking his tongue back and forth across my aching nipple.

He pulled the tender bud into his mouth, sucking and biting down. The sensations were exquisite, driving me to the point of frantic madness and need. I shifted my hips back and forth, longing for him to plunge his cock deep inside. The powerful man uttered another throaty growl before dragging his lips to my other breast, fighting with the material until he could free my areole.

“You’re so… bad.” I wasn’t certain if he heard my whisper, every sound he made guttural and predatory. His cock was throbbing, pushed hard against my stomach and my mouth watered. I longed to suck and tease until he erupted deep in my throat.

I sensed his body tensing, his needs increasing. Suddenly, he yanked me to an upright position, the look on his face so intense it took my breath away. Without hesitation, he swung me around, pushing me closer to a huge oak tree. In one swift movement, he yanked my dress over my head, exposing almost all of me to anyone who happened to pass through the stunning meadow.

His expression turned even more carnal as he pushed me against the tree, raking a single finger between my breasts then down my stomach, swirling the tip around my bellybutton. He chuckled darkly as he slipped his index finger under the thin elastic of my thong, a single snap of his wrist freeing me of the unwanted garment.

“You won’t be needing these any longer,” he stated in a gravelly voice.

I gasped, goosebumps appearing across every inch of skin. He wasn’t daunted, planting his palms on either side of me, taking deep breaths as he slowly lowered his gaze all the way down to my toes.

“They were expensive,” I teased.

“I’ll buy you a store full of them. But you’ll be wearing them only when I allow it.” His eyes now penetrating mine, he slowly lowered to his knees, pushing my legs wide open, lifting one and placing it over his shoulder. He yanked off my shoe, kissing the inside of my leg then jerking off the other shoe, continuing to push heated breath across my aching mound.

I bit back a murmur, licking my lips as he blew across my aching pussy. Teasing me. Awakening every one of my senses. As he kneaded my inner thighs, I couldn’t seem to stop gasping for air. The light breeze tickled my skin, his heated breath awakening the fire inside. The combination was breathtaking.

“Have you been a good girl?”

“Yes. Oh, yes.”

“I’m not certain of that.” His laugh sent another firestorm of electricity soaring through me. When he swirled his tongue around my clit, my knees started to buckle. I covered my face with my hand, the rush of embarrassment scintillating. He repeated the move, growling several times before sliding his tongue up and down the length of my pussy as if finding the perfect lollypop. The ridiculous thought aroused me even more, my muscles clenching and releasing several times.

This was filthy and delicious, completely uninhibited and my mind was a blurry mess. But I didn’t care. All that mattered was that I was with him, the man I was falling in love with. Maybe I was completely out of my mind, but it didn’t matter in the least. I felt safe and adored, more so than I would have ever expected with a man like Enzo.

Using his thumbs, he spread my pussy lips wide open, thrusting his tongue into my tight channel. Moaning, I leaned my head against the tree, taking shallow breaths as stars floated in front of my eyes. Every tingling sensation expanded, the electric jolts keeping my heart racing. I laughed nervously as I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his face tightly against me.

“Oh, God.” My hoarse whisper floated into the wind, the slight whistling through the trees adding to the sinful element. I ground my hips against him, the humming vibrations as he licked and sucked on my tender tissue igniting the fire deep within. My core was white-hot, the scent of my desire floating between us.

He held me in position, keeping me pinned against the tree, taking his time languishing over his forbidden task. God, I loved his mouth and tongue and when he shoved multiple fingers inside, flexing them open, several whimpers escaped. Every sound he made was predatory, so possessive that I was shoved into a bubble. If this moment lasted forever, I couldn’t be happier.

Seconds later, I felt the first hint of a raging orgasm, my mind spinning as the pleasure shifted toward raw bliss. Gasping, I couldn’t stop shaking as his actions became brutal, the man issuing husky growls.

“I need to come,” I managed, bucking my hips forward, clawing the tree with one hand as I continued to push his face into me with the other.

He pulled back, breathing against my slickened pussy once again. “Not yet. Not until I command you to come.”

I laughed, my legs still threatening to give out. There was no way I could hold back, no chance I could obey him.

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