Page 85 of Lethal Vows

“For one, I wanted to slide my fingers up your leg because I know how much you love that.” He does that movement right now, sliding his hand up my leg, leaving goose bumps in his fingers’ wake. “Then I would get so close, and you would wiggle your hips so I’m touching where you want me.” I do as he says. “Right there,” he whispers, applying pressure before he slides a finger inside me. His thumb circles my clit as he kisses me again.

This time, I give him my all.

Because this man can kiss.

And he makes me forget about what we were even fighting about. I rip at his clothes as my towel flutters to the floor. His shirt comes undone, and I pull at his belt, undoing it, then I unzip him and pull his cock out. I waste no time before I wrap my arms around his neck, and he lifts me, knowing what I want. I twine my legs around his waist, gripping tight. I feel him there, and he smirks as he positions himself. I lean in and nip at his lip before I take it in my mouth and suck hard.

I freeze when I feel Crue entering me. He lowers me slowly, then pauses all together. “Princess?” he says, and I hear the question.

“Fuck me already, Crue.”

“Of course,” he says, and with a sinister smile, he lifts me up and ever so slowly lowers me back down, teasing me until I grip his shoulders and start moving faster.

“Are we needy today?” he taunts. “Have I not been making you feel fulfilled lately, princess?”

“Will you stop calling me that?” I thread my fingers through his hair, pulling it back to expose his neck to me. I lean in and suck, marking him as he has done to me many times, while I continue to glide up and down on his thick cock.

He feels so… damn… good.

“I can feel you tightening.” His face tilts back down to mine and he leans into my ear to quietly say, “Come for me, princess… all over my bare cock.” I don’t register all his words, but I hear the part where he told me to come. And I do. My head falls to his shoulder, and I clutch hold wherever I can. I hold on for dear life, but I don’t need to because he has me, and he isn’t letting go until I’m ready.

Crue continues to thrust, and I feel another orgasm building inside me.How can he do that?“There she is,” he says as I come a second time and we finish together this time. He holds and moves back into the shower, turning the faucet on before putting me down and stepping back out. He walks to the sink, grabs a washcloth, and wipes himself clean while I stand there as the incredible feeling of hot water washes over me.

“Top two yet?” he asks.

“Possibly,” I reply casually as I rewash myself.

“I’ll make you admit I’m number one.” Crue does up his pants and walks out.

I finish up in the bathroom, only to enter the bedroom to find he’s already picked a dress from my closet and has it lying on the bed. It’s a long white dress with pink flowers in a design on the fabric. I slip it on and put my hair in a bun before applying light makeup.

He’s on his phone when I enter the living room, but he hangs up once I reach him.

“Ready?” he asks.

“Yes, as long as it’s not another “parent” surprise.” I use air quotes as I deliberately roll my eyes.

“That’s impossible to do when you’ve already met my only living parent,” he replies. “And besides, she leaves tomorrow.”

“Angel too?”

“Yep. She leaves tomorrow as well.” Crue looks me over. “Beautiful as always.” He pulls me into him and holds tight.

“Heels or no heels?” I ask.

“Heels,” he replies.

I grab a pair of shoes at the door before we leave.

Crue stays quiet when we’re in the car. Occasionally, he kisses my hand as he grips it, our fingers intertwined. He’s not usually the chatty type, but an ominous silence surrounds him for our entire trip.

The car slows, parks, and he gets out, rounding the car. I have goose bumps running up my arms because something feels off. He opens my door, and as I look up we are in front of an old building. His fingers remain tightly intertwined with mine as we approach the entrance. Crue pushes the large doors open, and I spot Angel immediately when he does. She meets my eyes and just as quickly glances away. When I assess the space I find a man is standing at the far end.

Is this a church?

No way.

It can’t be.Right?

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