Page 36 of The Recluse Heir


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Losing a little patience, I fisted her hair, crushing the satiny locks in my big hand. So absorbed in our kiss, she didn’t balk at my rougher touch. I slipped under the hem of her dress and palmed her ass. Twisting the string of her thong between her ass cheeks, I yanked it, released, and yanked again to give her pussy a little friction. Hips bumped against me, her back arching in response.

Pushing down on the dress gathered at her waist, she wiggled her lithe frame until it fell in a pool at her feet. My gaze scoured her gorgeous body. Braless, her high tits and peaked nipples made my mouth go dry. My eyes skittered to the black garter belt hugging her thighs down to the delicate black fishnet stockings encasing her slender legs. A triangle of black satin covered her tightly sealed pussy.

A surge of ownership flooded me, leaving me shattered and almost trembling with anticipation. No man would ever touch her pussy, but me. I had no clue how hot that idea would make me. Yeah, I was a savage, but I didn’t care.

Suddenly ravenous, I tore at my shirt, renting the buttons off in one fell swoop, scattering them across the floor. After stripping off my clothes, I flipped the duvet down and laid back on my bed.

Patting the space beside me, I said, “Come here, I need to taste that cunt. Leave the tights on and straddle my face. I’m going to lick every delicious pink inch of you.”

Cat’s eyes were wide, fear and excitement warring for dominance. A little fear never hurt anyone. It would only add to the adrenaline coursing through her veins. Taking her panties off, she stood for another moment, stalled by nerves again.

Watching her battle them, lift her chin stubbornly, and choose me over fear, filled my ears with a roar of triumph. My hands trembled with anticipation. Her momentary pause heightened the preciousness of the gift she was bestowing on me. Fuck, I was a lucky bastard. This beautiful girl had turned to me to deflower her.

Breath rattled from my chest when I caught sight of that tight, almost-bare pussy until she covered it with her hand.

“Move your hand,” I demanded roughly, swiping at it. “Never keep me from what’s mine, understood?”

Lust flared in her eyes as she nodded.

Her hand slipped off, giving me a full-frontal view of the prettiest little puss I’d ever seen. The patch of blonde hair told me she was a natural, as I had suspected. It screamed untouched. An idea popped into my head and I asked Cat to hand me my tie. Her eyes bulged, but she bent down and handed it to me.

I placed it carefully by my side and prompted, “Come on, brave girl, let me tongue fuck that sweet, innocent pussy.”

“Really?” she breathed out, but her chest rose and fell faster, signaling her anticipation. Crawling up the bed to me, her tits swung from side to side, tight nipples begging for my mouth. Gingerly, she placed her knees on either side of my waist, looking at me for approval.

Oh, I approved alright.

Every fucking inch of her was magnificent, and it was all mine. Taking hold of her hips, I leaned in and lathed her nipples, sucking them into my mouth, leaving one a bright pink to administer the same treatment to the other.

Patting my chest, I directed her to move higher. I slid down and there she was in all her naked glory, suspended right above me. Her thighs quivered on either side of my head. She was so close that I could smell her sugary musk, leaving me salivating for a taste.

Parting her glistening lower lips, I said, “Right here. This is the opening to paradise, Cat, and I’ll never forget that you gave it to me first. But know this, no man will ever lick or fuck this pussy but me. Let it be known, from this day forward, that you are mine. As I am yours.”

I pushed one finger inside and holy fuck, but it was tight. Tight and slippery. My gaze flicked up to her face, scrutinizing every reaction. Her mouth popped open on a groan.

Good girl.

“I promise to hold and cherish and fuck you into oblivion every day of your life. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, through sickness and health, I will be there. Give me your hand.”

With the tie, I bound our hands together at the wrists. In Orthodox weddings, the priest bound the hands of the groom and bride together to symbolize their union through the happy and difficult times, similar to American wedding vows. If you told me a month ago that I would be in bed, binding myself to a woman for life, I would’ve lodged a bullet in your skull for the perceived insult. Yet here I was. Absolute certainty permeated every cell of my body. This was right. This was perfect, and it was due to Cat.

Surprise crossed her face.

“Are you serious?” she asked. “You don’t have to do this. I trust you…”

“I’m not a priest, but you deserve to have it done right, and this is as close to married as we can get right now. Bring your pussy down on my face,” I commanded.

The instant it was in reach of my tongue, I dragged the stiff muscle over her lower lips, stabbing inside, moaning at her taste. Sucking her clit between my lips, I locked eyes on hers just in time to see them glaze over, lost in lust.

“Oh my—” her next words were cut off by a choked scream. Her hand slapped the headboard above my head as her entire body shuddered. Grasping her buttocks, I brought her further down until all my senses were devoted to her pussy. Growling as if possessed, I delved in to teach her my ways. By the end of the night, her pussy would be trained to clench when I entered the room.

“Such a good little cunt you’ve kept nice and tight for me. I’m going to eat it and stretch it and make it bloody just for me. Now grind down on me, baby,” I instructed her.

Her breathing hiccupped, her clawing fingers searched for purchase, tearing my hair by its roots, but nothing would push me off my game. Her wild scratching goaded me on. I humped the air with my hips, the tip of my cock bumping into her lower back and ricocheting to my balls. Stroking my tongue in and out of her, she writhed above me and I had to hold her in place, laving and licking to my heart’s content.

She broke abruptly, screeching out my name, “Luca, Luca, LUCA!”

I was stunned by how fast she came but relished the taste of her orgasm on my tongue. When she was over the peak of her climax, I tilted her off me and onto her back. She lay sprawled out, head swinging from side to side. Our hands bound together the whole time, I slowly spread her pussy open, glistening with come and saliva.

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