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He leaves soft kisses over my jaw and down my neck. He licks my nipples and bites the soft touch of my stomach. He inhales when he drags his nose down my center, dropping to his knees with a vulgar growl.
He doesn’t hesitate to kiss my clit, sucking it between his lips and letting it go with a smallpop.
Index and middle finger sliding over my slit, he pushes my lips apart, humming against my clit in appreciation. Now on show, he licks her over and over again with soft strokes that have me swelling beneath his tongue. My hips lift from the table, seeking greater contact. Vincent hums his approval as I undulate my hips, pushing myself farther into his face.
“Vinnie, you feel so good.”
“Taste like the only heaven I’ll ever have access to.” He slides a hand up my chest, pinching my right nipple.
He slides two fingers inside me, and I pull my hips back at the unexpected intrusion.
He growls, and I push back.
“Good girl. Fuck my fingers while I wrap my tongue around your clit.”
He stretches me, thick fingers curving upward to massage my inner walls, tongue dragging across my clit in slow, tantalizing strokes that have my hips rolling.
He sucks on my clit, sliding his fingers out before adding a third to glide back in. I whimper at how full I feel.
“Baby, if you think three fingers are thick, wait until I’m opening you up with my cock.”
I stretch my legs wider, my hand fisting in Vincent’s hair. He growls against me, and I lift my ass, pushing my center against his face.
He hums his praise. “Be a good little whore, Bianca. Come on my face and fingers, let’s get that sweet cunt ready for my cock.”
I tip over the edge of ecstasy. I scream out his name, every muscle in my body tensing as fireworks explode within me.
His lips are on mine before I’ve realized his hands and mouth are no longer on my pussy, and I welcome the warm touch of his tongue. Hands holding him close, I’m overcome with need, with lust, withpassion. Every part of me aches formore.
More Vincent.
My vision is blurry, my body is shaking, my heart is racing, and with his body pressed against mine, Vincent only seems to intensify the feeling.
“Vinnie,” I beg. “Let me see you.” I drag my fingers over his abdomen, pulling at the buttons of his dress shirt impatiently.
His hands leave my body, gripping his shirt in the middle and tearing it open without a breath of hesitation. Buttons scatter to the floor, and my breathing catches.
“As much as I’m going to fucking cherish this moment, I cannot wait until I can fuck you hard, baby. I’ll leave your body bruised and used, and you’ll love every fucking second of it.”
Crossing my ankles around his back, I pull him in closer.
One hand working his belt, he rests the other above my pussy, his thumb drawing soft circles over my clit, making my body jerk with the need for more.
“Fuck, she’s pretty, baby. Swollen and glistening, she’sbeggingfor me.”
“Yes,” I moan.
He pushes at his pants and boxers, freeing the part of his body I’ve been craving inside me. His dick stands long and hard, thick veins coursing underneath the smooth line of skin leading up to his flared tip.
I’ve tasted him in my mouth and held him in my hand, but I’ve craved the kiss of him deep inside me since the day we wed.
His thumb continues its ministrations as he edges the head of his cock closer to my entrance.
I imagined losing my virginity would be this huge moment. I expected to feel nervous and apprehensive. I wholeheartedly believed I’d have no feelings for my husband and that I would close my eyes to grin and bear the pain. This moment with Vincent is so much more. There’s no pressure, just two consenting adults whose attraction has manifested into an unbridled need to touch. It isn’t a planned-out event drenched in expectation. I love the man above me, muscles tense with coiled need. He cares about my pleasure. More, he seems tocraveit.
“The way you look at me, Bianca, you make me feel like a good man, a deserving man.”
“You are,” I tell him, reaching for him.
