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“Papi, I’m—”
“Come for me.” A command she fights, thighs trembling on either side of my head, and that’s unacceptable. Bringing a hand to her pussy, I circle that tight little clenching hole.
“No.”
“No?” I ask, sliding in one finger and then the other to the knuckle and stop. “Is that a challenge?”
“I’m angry at you.” Out of all the things she could’ve said, that’s the last I expected. Anything but that.
It makes me pause, but I don’t remove my fingers. Instead, I pull back just enough to fully meet her eyes and let her see a little of what she’s always been blind to.
I’m not perfect.
I’m an asshole.
But more importantly, this woman is my world.
“I know, and you have every right to be.” That catches her off guard, head tilting a bit while the walls squeezing my fingers tighten a little more. Not that she says anything, but the doubts and hurt are plain as day to see. My girl might think she’s unreadable, but I see what others don’t. “I’m sorry, Amberlyn. It’s never been my intention, but out of necessity, I’m the devil incarnate.” Pulling my digits out, I circle her opening with the tips and then slam them in deep, immediately finding that one spot that I’ve tattooed with my name. “Just remember everything I said to you late at night. That you know a part of me no one else does.”
Lips opening, she licks the bottom one and takes in a deep breath, ready to ask me questions, but I don’t give her the chance.
“Ivan, what...oh God!” There’s my sirenita. The gorgeous girl with the bright hair and love for the ocean that looks at me with nothing but love. Even if it’s for a second, I saw it. With me, she’s an open book.
But as the first wave of pleasure crests, she throws her head back and arches—legs widening a little more to accommodate me. So I can take what’s mine and freely given, and I love her clit through each ripple while stroking my fingers deep. She’s swollen and flushed, juices dripping down into my palm while her bundle of nerves throbs against my tongue.
Fuck, this is my heaven.
I can’t live without her for long.
“So perfect,” I groan deep before scraping my teeth over her sensitive flesh, reveling in the way that heated stare meets mine again. How those supple thighs tremble yet try to hold me in place. “Thank you, bebe.”
Gentler now, I bring her down with slow licks and kisses after removing my fingers. With each, her breathing slows and body relaxes while that beautifully satiated grin gives me all the satisfaction I need. I’ve ignored my cock’s throbs and the beads of pre-come that now stain my pants, how each flex against the zipper—the way she moans low in her throat—brings me closer to my own release.
Instead, I grit my teeth and bear this as punishment.
The next time I have her, she will be mine in every way a man can claim a woman.
Placing a final kiss on her clit and then wet hole, I pull back and stand. Then we’re eye to eye, my still-wet lips a hair’s breadth from hers, and I just watch.
Take into memory how sweet she looks a little disheveled. Mine.
We don’t talk as I help her down and then fix her dress, both of us ignoring the slight wrinkles in her garment. We’re lucky that the cut is made in a way that it hides them since the bodice is tight.
“I think we should head outside,” Amberlyn says after a while and I nod, but when she makes to move past me, I halt her with a hand out. “Ivan, we really need to head out. We’ve been gone long enough.”
Still, I don’t budge and grin down at her. “Say you’ll walk with me.”
“Listen, I need—”
“Please.” I bring the hand halting her exit up to her face and cup it. Relish in the way she nuzzles my palm unconsciously. I know, baby. I know. “Please walk with me, Mermaid.”
Her entire body melts, and all anger evaporates for now. “Yes.”
“Thank you.”
8
THE REST OF the wedding party is there when we arrive. They’re laughing and smiling while he walks a step or two behind me, a warm hand on the small of my back. Not that they pay us any mind. Instead, they talk among themselves while the planner keeps watching the clock.
