Page 60 of Stolen Vows
All he does is drive a hand into my hair and move faster.
I grip the tie again, my back arching with delight when he groans, half agony and half pleasure.
Licking my lips, I loosen the knot a little more. I move my hand from between us, sliding slowly up my sternum, and thenrun my thumb over my nipple. He watches the movement, his eyes wild.
“This feels good,” I say in a soft voice, not really sure of how to do dirty talk, though willing to try anyway.
“Yeah?”
I bite my lip, tightening the tie once again. My hips slowly undulate, attempting to meet him thrust for thrust, even as I’m still trapped against the window.
“It’s not enough though, is it?” He grunts. “You feel full, but notfilled, right?”
“I…I don’t?—”
“You need my cum. Say it.”
Saliva pools in my mouth.
I shouldn’t say it or want it.
But God help me, I do.
I’m powerless against it.
“Please come in me.”
“God-fucking-damn.Fuck, Stella, what are you doing to me?” He sounds angry, though I’m not sure at who. “Whatever you say, baby. I’ll dump my cum in you as many times as you want.”
The image alone has me spiraling, and I wish I could explain it to myself, at least long enough to redirect the feeling or put a name to it, but I can’t. It’s wholly carnal and crazed, and I just let it happen.
As I yank at the tie, his movements grow more brutal. While at the same time, I wrap my legs as tightly around his waist as I can, pulling him closer.Closerstill—it doesn’t feel like it’ll ever be enough.
I pinch my nipple, then scrape my nails against his chest, curling each finger back around his neck as I hang on. Leo fucks me with such primal power that the glass behind us trembles, and I tremble with excitement, too distracted by how good allthis feels to fully notice when he seats himself inside me for the last time.
He moans—miserably, torturously—through his climax, and it echoes in my bones, pushing me off the edge into complete ecstasy. I wish I could soak up the sounds he makes and live forever within them.
My arms fall limp to my sides, Leo’s body the only thing holding me up as electric shocks rattle me to the core.
When he’s finished, he drops his forehead to mine and says something under his breath in Italian. I’m too spent to move, but then everything else about the night comes rushing back like water through a broken dam. I push at his chest, trying to gain distance between us, but he just shakes his head.
“Not yet. I’m nowhere near done with you, and before you try to escape me and head back to that fucking auction, I’m staying right here. Gonna let my cock sit in you, keeping you plugged up till your cunt’s drunk her fill. Then I’m gonna start moving. Let you get me good and ready for another round, and do this all over again.”
My throat is dry, so I don’t say anything, even as emotions war for dominance in my mind. Alarm bells ring in the back of my head, but contentment seems to edge everything else out.
Right now, I realize, I’m too elated to care.
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LEO
“Fuck. You look so beautiful. I should just parade you around the property.Reallyget my money’s worth.”
Stella’s gasp enters my mouth as her cunt clamps down, suffocating my dick. We’ve finally made it to the bed, though it took two more rounds to get to this point. She’s on her stomach, grasping the disheveled sheets, with her ass angled in the air.
A distinct bite mark reddens one cheek, and I trace my thumb over it. Payback for the ring around my neck that she created during our first session—not that I’m complaining either way.
Under normal circumstances, I’d never have let anyone do that to me. With other lovers, I’ve always had to be particular and careful when it came to any sort of pain inflicted, because it could easily go south with my position in the De Tore family. I’ve never thought someone might get close to me for any reason other than to ignite my downfall.
