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“You’re on,” Renzo says, shuffling the cards with ease and dealing out the first hand.
Poker is technically a game of luck, but I have a feeling my princess won’t lose tonight. “Good luck,” I say and press a quick kiss to her cheek.
I keep one hand on Effie the whole time, drumming on her hip. Any nerves she may have had dissipates and she’s left with the glowing thrill of the game and our illicit secret.
As we play several hands, I notice how her hands ball into fists on the table and I find it amusing how she seems to be more emotionally invested in this game than anyone else playing. Her sweet face scrunches up in frustration anytime one of her brothers wins a hand and takes a portion of her winnings.
I give her a small punch of my hips, disguised as repositioning in my seat and she gasps, any traces of irritation melting away. She shoots wide eyes at me, but I look straight ahead, my tongue tracing my bottom lip. Her face morphs into a cocky grin, as if to saychallenge accepted.
Her luck seems to change after that as she plays the next hand. Renzo deals and Effie glances at her holding cards. I peek over her shoulder and see she’s holding pocket aces. As I glance at her, I notice she’s trying to hide a smirk. I think she’s going to slow play it as she calls the bluff bet Gianni just obviously made. “Pot’s right” Renzo says, and as the turn card comes, I see her third ace and know she’s won. Everyone lays down their hands and Effie claps and reaches forward to scoop the pot. Her pussy slides up and down my shaft as she clutches the chips to her chest, and it forces me to grind my teeth together to avoid groaning out loud.
When it starts to feel like every inch of my skin is on fire, I dig my fingers into her hips, stilling her, and growl in her ear, “Princess, I swear to God if you don’t stop bouncing on my cock, I’m going to bend you over this table and let everyone hear how you sound when you gettrulyfucked by your husband.” She sharply inhales and presses her lips closed, a guilty but mischievous look on her face. “Unless that’s what you want?”
She looks over her shoulder at me and worries her lip through her teeth, she shakes her head but the love-drunk look in her eyes says otherwise. “Let’s finish this game and then I’ll take you somewhere I can give you everything you’re craving.”
Renzo deals the last hand. Effie grabs her cards, peeks at what she has, and fans the cards out in front of her perfect pink lips. As the flop comes, I say low and hushed, “By the end of the night those pretty lips will be wrapped around my cock.” Her pussy flutters at my words, and I breathe, strained, my chest tightening.
Once the rounds of betting have occurred and the turn comes, she erupts in cheers, takes the remainder of the chips, and her brothers groan in defeat. She twists in my lap and grabs me by the face for a kiss that knocks all the air out of me. This singular public display of affection is the first time that I’ve ever felt likeI truly belong to her——not even my cock inside her or the ring on her finger has made me feel this way.
She’s always been mine, but now I’m hers, too.
Her laughter is bright and fills me with warmth as we run up the stairwell, her hand in mine. My tux jacket is slung over her shoulders to cover themodificationsI made to her dress. I push open the heavy metal door at the top and drag her onto the hotel roof with me. The air is cold and sharp. A few hundred dollars to the security guard, and we have the rooftop pool deck that’s closed for renovations all to ourselves.
Effie drops my hand and wanders ahead of me, neck craning to take in the canvas of stars above us. She faces me with a heated look, and I stalk toward her, ready to burn. She walks backward, a devilish smile playing on her lips as she drops my jacket off her shoulders. She hits the railing and leans back into it, impatience and lust radiating from her. I stop a foot away from her, raking over her body with my gaze. She tilts her head and assesses me right back.
Our stares latch, and I feel the universe looking back at me. Getting lost in her eyes is so easy, and I never want to be found. I undo my pants and take my cock out. “Lift your dress.”2
Keeping my gaze locked on hers, I drop my hand to her bare pussy. Tracing my fingers over her swollen clit, she moans, and the sound heats me down to my very bones.
I drag my fingers lower and slip them into her. Her mouth falls open and I can’t help but bite her lip, swallowing the sweet sounds spilling out of her, drinking them down as if I can consume her soul through them.
She reaches between us and strokes my cock. “If you don’t fuck me the way you’ve been threatening to all night, I’m gonna lose my goddamn mind, Finneas.”
I clutch her chin and kiss and suck under her jaw. “And which way is that, princess?”
“Like you’re trying to ruin me.”Fuck.
I hike her leg around my hip, and she positions me at her entrance as I push my two fingers coated in her arousal between her teeth. I slam into her. “I thought I already ruined you,” I grunt as I withdraw and thrust back in, deeper, harder. I slip my fingers from her mouth and collar her throat
“You did. But the only time I feel whole is when you’re breaking me apart.” Her nails dig into my shoulders, and I give her everything I have. I pour my fucking soul into each thrust, give her my heart with every punch of my hips as if through her, I can claw my way to salvation and out of the darkness before I bring her down with me.
“God, Finn,”she mewls, “You feel amazing.”
My abs constrict and pressure builds in my balls. “Do you want me to come in your cunt or your ass, princess? Because I’ll be having both tonight.”
“Stop asking me questions and just take me how you want,” she pants, and I recognize the heady need in her eyes. She wants to just let go, give up control and forget about everything but the pleasure I’m giving her, the submission I’m demanding of her.
And I’d rip my own heart out before I deny her that.
“Fucking you is a gift, calling you mine is an honor.” I stroke her cheek as I lower her leg and whisper against her lips, “Now get on your knees.”
I step back, gliding out of her and giving her space to kneel in front of me. She looks up at me, doe-eyed and supplicant. I tilt her chin up. “Go ahead, princess. Clean up the mess you made.”
Her eyes darken and her tongue flicks out to lick her lips. She slides her palms up my thighs and licks me from hilt to head. “Eyes on me. You look away, and you don’t get to come.”
She desperately latches onto my gaze and my chest expands, filling with the purest form of greed. She languidly drags her hot tongue up and down, swirling around my piercing and making pleasure wind like a tight ball around my spine. “Put your lips on it.”
Obeying like a fallen angel, she wraps her pretty lips around my cock and bobs tentatively past the tip. “Now choke on it.”
