Page 19 of Cruel Vows

As his hands glide up my body from my hips to my breasts, a trail of fire scorches along with him. Wetness pools between my thighs, my pussy slick as he pulls my nipples between his fingers.

My back presses harder into his chest as I arch, my hands coming up to run through his hair, pulling his head closer.

He groans, teeth grazing my skin. “Relax.”

“It’s a little hard to do that right now.”

His soft chuckle sends a wave of lust through my body. My cheeks warm as I look down at the ground.

I shouldn’t be enjoying this. I shouldn’t crave the touch of his fingers against my clit or picture the way his cock will feel when it slides into me for the first time, stretching me until I feel like I can’t take any more.

But I do.

His fingers slide down my body, hooking into the sides of my thong and pulling the thin material down my legs.

Sean kneels behind me, supporting me as I lift one leg and then the othering, teetering in my heels slightly.

Teeth graze against the sensitive skin just below my ass before he nips and kisses his way back up my spine.

The bra falls away from me with the quick flick of his fingers.

I turn around, wanting to cover myself up. I shouldn’t be here with him.

“Eyes on me,” he says, his voice raspy.

I can’t help it.

Glancing over his shoulder, I find Marco staring straight at us, but Kara has a knife hovering over Marco’s lap, her intent clear if he so much as makes one wrong move.

I don’t think I’ve ever loved that woman more in my life.

Sean’s fingers grip my chin as he turns my face back to him. “I said eyes on me, Ellie, or do you just not listen?”

“I think you know the answer to that.”

He smirks and leans in, capturing my bottom lip between his teeth. I moan as he sucks on it, his hand dipping between my legs.

As his fingers brush against my pussy, I moan, hands flying to his shoulders.

His thumb presses against my clit as his fingers slide into me. “Fuck, Ellie, you’re soaked.”

“Shut up and fuck me.”

Smirking, Sean drives his fingers harder and faster into me, his thumb rubbing a quicker circle around my clit with every thrust.

My hips rock into his touch as I try to take everything he’s willing to offer me.

I want more. I need his mouth all over my body. I want to feel his cock buried deep in me when I come.

Wetness coats his hand as he slams his fingers deeper. “Come for me, Ellie. You know you want to. Come all over my hand like the good girl we both know you’re dying to be.”

His words are nothing more than a whisper that only the two of us can hear, but they’re more than enough to send my entire body shaking as my orgasm tears through me.

I keep riding his hand, inner walls pulsing around him. He groans, burying his face in my neck as he draws the orgasm out for as long as possible.

When my legs finally stop shaking, he guides me down on the bed before climbing on top of me. Sean slides his underwear down, his thick cock springing free.

A bead of moisture is on the tip, and if we were alone right now, I would lean forward and capture it, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.

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