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“I like that dress.” I do. I don’t need him ruining it. It’s not because I have an overwhelming need to be skin to skin with him. “If I’m naked you have to be naked.”
Again, he does as I ask and pulls his shirt over his head. Holy hell. Muscles plus a few more muscles and smooth, tan skin. Why does he have to be so hot? Then again, it only makes this more enjoyable for me.
“Like what you see, wife?” he asks as his hands go to my hips.
“Nope. Not one bit.”
He only smiles bigger.
“I mean, honestly, you should consider joining a gym to get in better shape,” I say as my gaze travels down his perfect chest. He’s probably one of those people who can run without getting winded. Yeah, now I’m definitely going to kill him.
“Lose the bra,” he tells me as his hands go to my hips.
I hurriedly do as he asks because yeah, I totally love that bra and don’t want it ruined. It has nothing to do with wanting to be naked beneath his touch. Or the fact that I’m aching for the pleasure I know he’s going to give me. I mean the pleasure I’m going totakefrom him, because I’m calling the shots.
When I look up, his eyes are focused on my breasts. His hand leaves my hip and comes up. He squeezes my breast as his thumb swipes over my nipple. He dips his head and takes my nipple into his mouth. I almost scream out in pleasure but I hold it in, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. My body arches toward him, telegraphing my thoughts. He releases my nipple and nibbles his way down to where the ache I have for him has grown almost unbearable.
“You taste as good as I imagined, my little vixen. Is your pussy as sweet as your skin?” His finger strums my clit for the first time, gaining him a moan from me. “You’re soaked for me,” he says as he continues to rub the ache between my legs away. My body pushes into his hand, wanting what he’s giving more than anything. “Since my death is imminent, I’m going to enjoy what might be my last meal.” He removes his hand and replaces it with his tongue. He groans as he tastes me for the first time, and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.
I don’t even try to resist or pull away. He’s the one that wanted to be my husband, and it’s his duty to pleasure me.
It strikes me how kind and considerate I’m being, giving a dying man his last wish. I am a magnanimous killer, it seems.
Damn, his mouth on me feels good. Maybe I should keep him around a bit longer. Not because I feel anything toward him but for what he does to my body. I’ve almost made the decision when my orgasm pushes down on me. I cry out his name as the sweetest pleasure I’ve ever felt rolls though my body, causing my eyes to fall closed. I’m still for a moment as I savor the feeling.
So many emotions flow through me that I don’t know what to do with them. I shake my head no as my eyes spring open. It’s all so much, and I feel out of control. Luke comes over the top of me, looking down into my eyes.
“Cassandra?” He says my name gently, like someone trying not to spook a frightened animal.
I am not the one who should be scared. I don’t know why my emotions are all over the place, but I lock my legs around him. I see the shock in his eyes when I do it. His pants are gone, his bare cock digging into me. He must have ditched them when I was in orgasmic bliss. I twist my hips as hard as I can, flipping us until I’m over him now. I don’t know if I took him by surprise or he let me do it, but either way, I’m on top now.
I reach between us, guiding his cock to my entrance as I sit up.
“Cassandra.” Luke grips my hips in warning.
“Isn't this what you wanted?” I ask. I drop down an inch. Holy shit. He’s big. How is he even going to fit inside me? I’m glad I didn't get a chance to really see it. I might not be so bold.
“Not like this,” he growls, his fingers digging into me, but it’s too late. This time I move faster, sinking down onto him. I think he was right. Iamonly hurting myself, after all.
9
LUKE
When she winces, I roll us over, pinning her beneath me.
“My little vixen bit off more than she could chew.” I pull out despite my need to fill her to the brim.
Her eyes water.
“Breathe.” I kiss her again, slowly now, soothingly. Rubbing my cock against her, I stroke her clit until she loosens up again, her body working against mine, seeking the delicious friction. I pull back. “Better?”
She nods, her tears gone and desire filling her beautiful eyes. When she digs her little nails into my shoulder, I slide into her with agonizing control.
Her breath hitches, but she spreads wider, taking all of me as I struggle to breathe. Her tightness is a heaven all its own, but I have to wait. To make sure she’s comfortable. Hurting her isn’t something I’ll ever do.
“More.” She leans up and nips at my chin. “More. Give me what I want, and I’ll kill you after.”
I pull out and press back inside her, learning her body so I can worship it with mine. Taking her mouth, I surge deep, then start a slow rhythm. She arches against me, her body warm and pliant as I take what I want. Sinking into her is what I was made for, just as she was made to come on my cock, to take my seed, to be mine forever.
