Page 53 of Paved in Hate
His tongue gently parts my sensitive folds as he gives me a slow lick.
“Now be a good girl and give me what I want or we’re going to be late.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to respond. His tongue slides into me, fucking me in a rhythm that leaves me speechless and clutching at his shoulders for balance. Knowing we need to leave any minute, he doesn’t waste time, he slides his tongue out and latches onto my clit. He knows exactly what I like, and it’s not long at all before my thighs are shaking and I’m whimpering and desperate to come like it’s been days instead of minutes. He’s turning me into a goddamn sex addict is what he’s doing, and I’m helpless to stop it. I want and need him in a way that’s terrifying.
“Vitaly,” I moan, digging my fingers in harder to his broad shoulders as he brings me closer and closer to the breaking point.
He growls against me, the vibrations sending me spiraling over the edge. His strong hands on my hips are the only thing keeping me upright. I throw my head back and let the pleasure consume me as he licks and sucks and keeps the orgasm going until I’m so sensitive I’m squirming in his hands. He gives a deep, sexy laugh before giving my clit a gentle kiss.
His face is flushed and his stubble is glistening with my arousal when he pulls his head out from under my dress. Vitaly always looks sexy, but seeing him like this when he’s covered in my release and looking at me like a man who’s completely in love, it makes my breath catch in my throat. The man is fucking stunning, and I still can’t believe he’s mine.
I cup his face, running my thumb over his sexy stubble. “I was so afraid my brother was marrying me off to a man old enough to be my grandfather.”
He smiles and turns his head just enough so he can kiss my palm. “I would’ve had to kill him and kidnap you for myself.”
“I also thought you’d be a monster like my brothers.”
His whiskey-brown eyes meet mine. “I am a monster, baby, but I’m not the same kind they are.”
“Let’s go so we can get back and you can tell me exactly who I’ve married and what my new family is involved in.”
His face softens as he kisses my hand again. “Deal, baby.” He grabs my panties and looks up at me. “I changed my mind. I love knowing you’re not wearing these under your dress, but I can’t let you do it when other men are around. It’s for me only.”
I step into them, letting him slowly slide them up my legs. He gives my pussy one last kiss before pulling my panties all the way up. Before he stands, he looks down at my feet in the heels I’m wearing. “Those are going to hurt your feet again.”
The worry in his voice makes me smile. “I’ll be fine. I’m not wearing them for long.”
He doesn’t look convinced, but he stands and then gets down my long, black coat. “It’s cold,” is all he says as he helps me into it.
I’m still smiling when we leave our room. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to having someone worry about me. We slip out of the penthouse and make the drive to my brothers’ house. Vitaly keeps his hand on my thigh the whole time, giving reassuring squeezes the closer we get, knowing how nervous I’m getting.
“I can’t show how much I love you in front of your brothers,ptichka,” he warns when we’re only a few miles away. “It’s for your own protection. You’ll be at risk if they think they can use you to hurt me.”
“I know.” I look over at him, studying his profile. He glances over and gives me a quick wink.
“I know how this works,” I remind him. “I know you can’t have any weaknesses in front of them.”
He sighs and gives my thigh one last squeeze before pulling up to the large gate in front of my brothers’ property. The guard looks in, and when he sees who it is, he nods and motions for the other guard to open the gate.
As we drive through, Vitaly grabs my hand and kisses the back of it.
“It’s showtime,ptichka.Let’s see if I can manage to hide how goddamn much I love you.”
After he parks the car, he cups my face and kisses me gently.
“This is the last fucking time you will ever be here. You’re my wife now, and that means you’re under my protection. No one can hurt you, no one can touch you, and if they do, I’ll fucking kill them.”
I nod, but he doesn’t seem satisfied with what he sees in my eyes, so he kisses me again, savoring the taste and feel of me until we can’t delay going in any longer.
“I love you,” I whisper against his lips, and I smile at the way his eyes turn so damn soft and sweet at hearing me say it.
“I love you, too,ptichka.”
He gets out of the car and walks around to open my door. When I first stand up, I wince the tiniest bit, and he looks down at my heels and then back up at me, raising his brow in anI fucking told youkind of way that makes me laugh.
“They’re fine,” I whisper. “Stop worrying.”
He holds his arm out for me and whispers back, “Never, baby.”
