Page 31 of Dangerous Intent
“I fucking loved it.” I popped open the clasp on her bra and licked my lips. Her breasts were spectacular. “But there is something I want to do as your husband.”
“What’s that?” She nipped at my jaw. “I’m up for anything.”
“I want to consummate this union properly.” I pushed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. “And that means I want to come inside your pussy.”
“Fuck, yes.” She slipped her hand inside her panties and closed her eyes as she fingered herself. Then she brought her fingers to my mouth and smeared her juice across my lips. “Do you want a taste? Every part of me belongs to you.”
I sucked her fingers into my mouth as she wiggled out of her panties and hooked her leg around my hips. I propelled my waist forward, moaning when I sheathed myself in her tight, wet core.
“Chello.” She reached up and touched my face. “I’m yours.”
“You’ve always been mine.”
All the noise and clutter since the moment I saw her at the auction flowed out of my head. For the first time since that night, a tranquility settled inside me. We were one. She was mine. I was hers. I would never let anything come between us.
The more I moved inside her, the wetter she became, helping me to slide deeper. The heat of our bodies radiated against one another as I found her lips and kissed her slowly.
“Marchello…” She tightened her legs around me and clenched her walls around my dick. “I…”
She thrashed under my weight, rolling her head from side to side as she unraveled beneath me.
“Me too, baby.” I shifted onto my knees, wrapping her legs around me as I pounded into her, roaring out my ecstasy and filling her with my come. Marking her…claiming her.
“Mmm…” She reached for me. “That was delicious.”
I gently kissed her before settling in next to her and bringing her to my chest, breathing in the scent of her sweet-smelling hair.
“I’m happy I met your expectations, Mrs. Accetti.” I swiped the throw from the back of the couch and draped it over us.
“Look how beautiful my rings are.” She held up her left hand and admired the diamond-covered wedding band that sat below her engagement ring. “I’m never going to take them off.”
“I’m glad you like them.”
“You have incredible taste.”
“There’s something I didn’t tell you about the wedding band,” I said. “But I want you to know where it came from.”
“What do you mean? Didn’t you buy it when you bought my engagement ring?”
“I didn’t have to.” I took her hand and glanced at the rings. “I bought the engagement ring, but I already had the wedding band.”
“How come you had a wedding band?”
“It was my mother’s. My father put it on her finger when they got married.”
“He let you give it to me?” She sat up, pressing the throw to her chest. “It’s so sentimental, I… Are you sure you want me to have it?”
“My father split the set years ago. He gave me the wedding band and Milo the engagement ring.”
It always seemed ironic that he would give us those particular pieces considering he never wanted us to get married. Maybe I had misunderstood him all these years. Watching him suffer after my mother died was enough to make me shut out the possibility of ever falling for anyone. Lissia changed that for me.
“I could have bought you a new one, but I thought having my mother’s would be like having her blessing.” I pressed her knuckles to my lips. “But if you want something new, I’ll get one as soon as possible.”
“No.” She straddled my lap. “Don’t you dare. I’m not giving this one back. I want it.”
“It’s yours.” I held her close to me. “The fact that we even have something so sacred to her is a blessing.”
“Oh, how did you…” She held up her hand, shaking me off. “Never mind, it’s so special that you and Milo were able to inherit them.”
