Page 111 of The Vow


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King Madden's whines turn into barks, but the music is louder, almost drowning it out.

I lift Blakely's hips, shove her toward me, then position my cock over her forbidden zone. I don't hesitate, sliding into her, and her body convulses. She cries out against my lips, "Riggs!"

"It's Sir," I remind her through gritted teeth and hold her still, letting her body get used to mine, feeling a relief I never thought would come.

She tightens her arms around my shoulders, burying her face in the crook of my neck, her lips creating fresh tingles on my skin.

I tug her hair so she can't avoid me, commanding, "Ride me, pet. Ride me and show me how much you've missed this."

Her eyes flutter a few times, her chest rising and falling faster. Sweat glistens on her skin. She slowly obeys, digging her knees deeper into the mattress, working my cock like a prized possession, and whimpering louder.

I study her, proud of how she always keeps eye contact with me, knowing most women can't, no matter how much I train them. But not my pet. She stays focused, almost challenging me right back. And I try my best not to release too soon into her, even though she's working my shaft to the point I'm ready to explode.

The music escalates, the sound of multiple people's orgasms, and the instruments turn bolder. King Madden barks louder.

She starts to turn her head, but I hold her firmly, ordering, "You focus on me. It's only you and me, pet."

She nods, her face flushing redder. Her hot breath hits my lips.

The room disappears. Only my body and hers exist. It's been too long, and everything is more than I anticipated. I kiss the curve of her neck, grip her hip, and move her faster on me.

Her voice cracks, and she begs, "Please, Sir. I-I-I need...please!"

"Not yet," I reply, determined to come with her simultaneously. To torture her further, I slip my hand between us and play with her clit.

"Oh...oh...Riggs!"

"Who am I?" I growl, needing to return to our roles, almost as if to prove it's still us.

"Sir! Please!" she cries out.

I create a pattern on her clit, rotating between rubbing and pinching until tears fall down her cheeks.

"I...I...oh...I can't..."

"Now!" I order, no longer able to hold back, staring into her blues. I pump into her like I never have before. It's violent, lasting longer than usual, and my groan silences every other sound.

Her eyes roll, and she shatters in my arms, savagely convulsing on me, crying out, "Oh God!" and then taking bated breaths.

I push my forehead against hers. My high continues until it finally simmers into nothing and we're left full of sweat, heaving for air.

The song flips to a new one, not as intense. King Madden's barks get louder and angrier.

I kiss my pet, my heart still racing, and slowly move her off me. She whimpers, and I pick her up, take her to the bathroom, and set her on her feet. I turn on the shower and ask, "You good to stand?"

She smiles and nods. "Yeah."

I kiss her and say, "I'll be back in a minute." I squeeze her ass and go into the bedroom. I let King Madden out.

He sprints past me and dashes into the bathroom, barking.

"Oh! There you are," Blakely coos, taking a step out of the shower. She leans down and pets him.

He wags his tail and jumps up.

I point to the mat and order, "Sit."

He narrows his eyes at me and barks, then returns to trying to jump on Blakely.

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