Page 45 of Fragile Twisted Vows
I’ll never admit it, but this woman has stolen a piece of me right then and there.
I’ll never admit it because I will never speak or think of this feeling again after I bury myself inside of her.
It’s too dangerous.
And so I pull my fingers from her pulsing sex as she gasps, her swollen lips opening as I bring my saturated fingers to my own and suck down her taste.
It’s fucking magnificent, makes me want to go to my knees right then and there and make her cry out those breathless giggles over and over again.
But I don’t. I can’t.
Because the guttural sound that she lets out as she watches my tongue suck down her climax has me completely undone.
It has me unzipping my pants in an instant, my cock springing free before I grab the length and guide it to her dripping wet pussy. She grips the bed post even tighter now and I wonder if the wood might splinter because of it.
I should stop now, because I’m not wearing protection and she’s not on the pill. I should, but I can’t. The heat of her wet flesh as the tip of my cock circles her entrance has me growling like a fucking unhinged animal.
Because I am.
I’ll call the doctor first thing in the morning. He’ll be over with here shots in an instant. So fuck it. Fuck it all, because right now, I’m shoving my cock to the hilt of my fiance’s tight, warm flesh and I never want to look back.
This is every sinful, beautiful thing I’ve imagined. And there’s no going back.
Nothing more, right?
We’re both damned.
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Lucy
This is the second man to ever be inside of me. And it’s the greatest fucking feeling on planet earth.
Sure, I’ve fooled around with a couple of men over the last few years, but never went past oral honestly. I got too scared, my PTSD would go into overdrive at the thought of letting a man inside of my body since my virginity was taken away from me by force.
But right now, there is no fear. There is no pain.
Yes, my ass is stinging from the constant blows that Damien’s hand just dealt. My wrists are going to be bruised by the end of this, and my heart is already thrown at his feet because I’m a stupid idiotic girl.
But it feels fuckinggood.
As soon as my body grows accustomed to his length, it feels otherworldly. That stupid little crush I had on him years ago now morphs into a full-blown obsession. It started when he tied me to this bed post. It ignited when he marked my flesh again, when he brought me to the brink of pain only to soothe it with his amazing fucking fingers right after.
It exploded then, the crush, the feelings.
It blew up right there with me and obliterated my entire being, the pieces of me flying around the room before eventually falling at his feet while he slid inside of me for the very first time.
Finally.
Finally.
I feel like every atom, every fiber of my being has been pulling me towards this moment, towards him. Every bit of pain, every awful thing, has now evaporated because Damien Reed is inside of me and fucking me like we’re the last two people on earth.
“God, it’s fucking tight,” he groans as his fingers move to find my clit while he drives into me with a fast and erratic force.
I can hardly catch my breath, not that I want to. Who needs air right now? I sure don’t. All I need isthis. More of this. All of this.
I’m so greedy for him and I know that he can tell, but I don’t care. Hell, I don’t think he cares much either because he keeps talking to me and praising my body, lifting me up past the pedestal to fuck me right on cloud nine.
