Page 26 of Stolen Vows
“What happens if I do?”
Leo’s tongue is on me before the sentence is finished. He spears into me, maneuvering his body so I have to stand on my tiptoes to allow him access. I’m spread out on the counter, my hands grazing the wall as my entire being shakes to the core with the feeling of him eating happily below me.
Him licking at my most private place is downright lewd, and despite everything, I let out a low moan. “OhGod,” I mutter into the marble counter, pinching my eyes shut as electricity shoots up my legs.
“Louder,” Leo says. “I wantHimto hear me defile you.”
My body obeys as if struck by some spell. I moan louder, arching my hips as he chases my pussy. When he plunges a finger in without preamble, a mangled sound rumbles from deep in my chest.
“Aw, look at that. She likes being filled.”
I can’t even focus on his mocking tone because God, he’s fucking huge. As he saws in and out in tandem with the lashing of his tongue, I begin to feel dizzy.
“How much more do you think you can take?”
I shake my head, unable to answer.
An unbelievable stretching sensation ricochets between my thighs as he adds a second finger. “How much more, wife? Do you think you can handle all of me?”
“N-no,” I say, even as the uncomfortable expansion morphs into blinding pleasure.
He curls upward, and molten lava sears across my body, sheer bliss threatening to engulf me.
I’m vibrating, biting my lip so hard that I taste blood. The invasion is foreign, so utterly abnormal to me, and I don’t know what to do as my pussy tries caving in on itself, desperate for the high he promises.
“I can’t take more,” I admit, my voice breaking as tears spring to my eyes.
It feels so fucking good, him working me over, and when he presses the flat of his tongue to my clit and then sucks hard, I realize I’m a goner.
“I’m—I think I’m close.”
“You think?” The suction of his lips grows more intense, and I squeal. “I believe you’re right there, baby. Just need you to let go for a moment. Enjoy the feel of my mouth devouring your sweet, untouched cunt. You love it, don’t you? You wish I’d give you more.”
Fuck. The idea sends me over the proverbial cliff of ecstasy.
My fingernails scrape against the countertop as my pussy spasms, pulsing around him like a tide trying to pull in a victim. He continues lapping at my sopping flesh, the strokes against my inner muscles not slowing as I catapult into paradise with him as my guide.
But then he withdraws as abruptly as this all began, and it’s just…over.
He kisses slowly up one side of my ass while he stands, dragging his lips across my hip and then up my spine, until he’s at my ear. With one bare hand, still slick with my arousal, hegrips my chin and hoists my backside against him, angling my head forcefully.
The kiss is an explosion of unfamiliar tang and that slight minty taste of Leo. I open my mouth, welcoming his affection for the first time, but then he releases me and steps back.
Dazed, I brace myself on the counter and slowly turn to face him. When I do, he’s already wearing those gloves again, and I feel strangely empty inside.
Stupidly, I reach for him, rife with vulnerability in the aftermath of the intimacy we just shared. A dark shadow crosses over his face, and he moves farther away. He shoves those gloved fingers into his pockets and gives me a once-over.
I frown. “What are you doing? I thought…”
“That I’d want your virginity like this?” He barks out a cruel laugh, and I recoil, tucking my arms against my breasts. “Come back to me when you’ve taught yourself a thing or two.”
Seconds later, he turns and disappears down the hall. I stand there, my mouth agape, wondering what the fuck just happened—how this man who was all over meminutesago has managed to reject me in the next breath, as if none of this mattered at all.
As if he didn’t want me.
Maybe that’s the inexperience talking or the weight of what’s occurred tonight finally catching up with me.
Annoyed witheverything, I yank on the ends of my hair until stars burst behind my eyes from the pain. Mamma’s voice screams in my head, and I can practically see Papà’s look of disgust on his face as she looms over me.
