Page 98 of Vows In Corruption

If someone was put in this position and offered a million dollars for two years of marriage, they would have kept their heart of this. They would have gone these two years without falling for their husband or falling into bed with him. But I did the opposite and it probably stems from one thing, my abandonment issues.

I fall fast and hard, and hope that the other person doesn’t leave me. Knowing that, I still stepping into this agreement. I should have walked away.

It’s too late now. I’m in it and don’t want to leave.

When I feel Bennett lick me through the lace of my panties, all thoughts about abandonment issues and regrets fly out the window and I’m brought back to the moment.

“Omigod,” I let out, feeling like my body wants to fly up on the air with how good he makes me feel.

“I’ve been wanting this since I first tasted you.” His tongue flattens out against me and when he rubs the lace against my clit, one of my moans fills the room.

There is no hesitation as he rips a second pair of my panties and plants his mouth on my hair skin.

The way he eats at me it’s as if I am his first and only meal and he has to savor each and every drop. It’s fucking amazing.

My legs tight around Bennett’s head and both of my hands make theirselves at home in his hair. I want to pull him closer and push him away at the same time.

“So damn responsive. I wonder what you would do if I do this.” He voices and I’m about to ask what he’s going to do when I get my answer.

One of his fingers slides into my pussy before he slides it back and then inserts two fingers into me.

“Do that again,” I pant out, never wanting what he is doing to end.

“Your pussy wrap around so perfectly around my fingers. I wonder if it will be the same with my cock.”

“Yes!”

He hums against me, the vibration moving through my whole body.

“Come on my have and hand and then I’ll slide my cock into the delicious pussy and make you come again.”

“Bennett, please.” A moan escapes me as his fingers slide out of me again and his tongue continues to toy with my clit in the best way.

A chuckle leaves his lips. “Are you begging for my cock or for me to make you come?”

I pull his hair a little harder. “Both.”

He lets out a a noise that sounds like a growl and for a second he he doesn’t do anything other than lick me in the most methodical way as if he were savoring me, but then he switches it up. His mouth becomes more forceful and his fingers slid into me and if they are on a mission to get me to the end.

Everything that he is doing feel so damn good, that my body is having a hard time trying to keep up.

My legs start to shake uncontrollably and I pull at Bennett’s hair so hard I’m scared that I be pulling hair out. But he doesn’t tell me to stop. The only thing on his mind is me and giving me one of the best orgasms ever.

His fingers pump into me and his teeth meet my clit and I’m so close to the edge. But that’s not what takes me over. It’s the way he hums against me that does it.

As my orgasm hits, I pant out his name as if It were the only word that I know to say.

Bennett continues to work his magic, as if he hadn’t just made me explode all over the place and there is still a race in the process.

His methods are aggressive, but they work to get me where he wants me. Orgasm number two hits and I swear I black out. I try to say something but nothing comes out.

Kisses land on the top of my pussy and they travel all the way up until Bennett is hovering over me with a smirk on his face as if he just won the biggest trophy in the world.

“Think you can give me one more?” He asks as he leans down and places his mouth against my pulse point.

I shake my head. “I don’t think I can handle it.”

If two orgasm almost made me black out, what would a third one do?

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