Page 175 of Bound By Revenge

“I have a bottle of massage oil in my bag.” Her hand drops to my balls, and she kneads them the way she knows will get me to do anything she wants.

“It’s our wedding night. I don’t want you to hate me in the morning,” I groan.

“You’re my everything—my husband, the love of my life, the future father of my children. I could never, ever hate you.” Her tone reminds me of our first night, when she told me that if I kissed her, she’d be mine.

“Ah, Kat, you’ve just doomed yourself.”

Tonight, I’ll fulfill a fantasy. Sizzling heat courses through my veins, underneath every inch of my skin, burning away somenerves. If we’re doing this, then I want to savor every second fully.

After searching through her bag for the oil, I pull her over the sheets to the edge of the bed. “I want you to straddle me again.” Then I sit down on the mattress, patting my thighs for her to join me.

When she steps over one of my knees, I grab her ass, lifting her above my lap. “Hang on to my shoulders and lean into me. Wrap your arms around me.”

For once, she obeys without hesitation.

“Now, plant your feet on the bed. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

Once she does, her pussy presses against my cock. I hiss in a breath as she sighs; she rocks, just as I buck.

Then she shakes her head at me. “Don’t even think about it. Eyes on the prize, mister.”

I loop my arms around her frame, holding her upright. Kat studies me as I squeeze the oil out of the bottle, and the first signs of nervousness show on her beautiful face. A tiny frown forms between her brows as she bites down on her bottom lip. I know her expressions like the back of my hand—that’s how I know she’s feeling exposed. Vulnerable.

But when I tell her, “Now would be the time to tell me to stop,” she doesn’t say a thing.

She trusts me to make this pleasurable. No matter what happens next, we’re going to have the memory of this night forever.But hey, no pressure.

“I want this, Nik. I’ve wanted it for a long, long time. With you. Only you.”

I shudder and my cock pulses against her wet pussy. Silently, I pour oil at the small of her back.

She shivers as it runs down between her cheeks. “Oh, that feelssonice.”

I flatten my hand on her back, holding her still while keeping my oiled hand free. She shudders against me as I press the pad of my forefinger to her opening, giving her a taste of what’s to come.

Just a little more pressure. Soon, the oil starts to feel warmer, more slippery.

“Take my finger inside you,kiska.” As gently as I can, I push, inching it inside her.

“Oh!” She bucks, sinking her long fingernails into my shoulders.

“Fuck, Kat. You’re so tight.” I kiss and lick her neck. “And you’re allmine.” Hearing that word, she sighs, her nipples stiffening against my chest.

I thrust my finger deeper into her ass, and she grinds her clit against my cock, as if her empty pussy is aching to be filled by it again.

“You can’t do that,kiska. If you use my cock to come, it’ll be over before it starts.”

“Okay. I’ll be good then. Somehow.” With our bodies pressed together, I can feel all the yearning in her softness, can feel how hard she’s fighting the urge to ease her craving against my cock. “Don’t stop now, please. Give me more.”

I use my free hand to drizzle oil around my finger. She gasps when she feels more pressure as I wedge my second finger inside her. “Here you go. Good girl. That’s it.”

Once my knuckles ease in, she moans low, arching her back.

“Ah, you like it, don’t you?” Needing no further encouragement, I sink deeper. “I’ll make this incredible for you.” I pull my fingers almost all the way out, coating them with more oil. Then I press both inside. For what feels like days, I thrust them. Spread them. Turn them around.

“More, baby. More.” I feel her shudders all over my body. How much more of this canItake? Her pussy’s dripping against my dick. “If your cock isn’t inside me soon, I might die.”

I withdraw my fingers from her. “Then you’re ready for me.” I rub oil over my entire length, my hand shaking as I stroke myself. “I could come for you right now, Kat. On my life, I promise you, this will hurt me, not you.”

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