Page 60 of Ruined Vows

She stretches up to nip at my bottom lips with her teeth.

I kiss her furiously, forcing her head back to the ground. She grinds her groin up against me again, moaning as she’s obviously getting contact with her needy clit, getting herself off on my hard balls.

That’s so fucking hot. I want to fuck hernow. My cock strains to be inside her.Fuck her. Fuck hernow.

I’ve never felt such a feverish need to bury myself inside a woman.

Still, I hold off a little longer. A little longer to torture us both.

I want to make her just as fucking mad for me, too. Because now that I’ve got her here, something deep inside me knows one night with her will never fucking be enough.

TWENTY-THREE

KIRA

He’s holdingoff on purpose, not giving in to what we’re both craving. I’ve never had a man play with me so confidently.

My head is full of just him and quiet to everything else except what he makes me feel. I’m dying with pleasure even as I uselessly wrestle against my pinned wrists. It’s a standoff of who will give in first to the building pleasure.

Yes, I’ve already come once, maybe twice, I don’t even know or remember because he’s gotten me so riled. My sex clenches, wanting his cock to fill me up. Pleasure is one thing. The connection of having sex with him will be something altogether different; I know that somewhere deep, I can’t even explain. And I want it so fucking bad.

I moan and rub all of my skin against his with wild excitement. I keep thrusting my hips against his balls to tease my clit. The bristly hair of his chest excites my nipples into hard peaks.

I throw one heel back to the floor so I have even more traction to thrust my body up against his. My arm around his neck allows me to rub and massage the huge muscles of his back. God, he’s so muchman.My hips thrust again of their own accord.

Everything else falls away as I drop another layer deep.

The horrible evening is gone. My mother and her anorexic expectations evaporate. Drew and his confusing words that always leave me feeling upset when I walk away from a conversation with him, even if I can never put a finger on why.

Isaak makes me feel good. Justgood.

My body certainly feels good right now. It’s such a simple, amazing sensation. Isaak drops a hand down and palms my ass, squeezing hard.

I moan, so in it with him. I feel so beautiful right now. So desired.

I feelwanted, not needed.

Not until tonight did I realize how much Drew and all his needs hurt. He never considers anythingImight need or want. It’s all about him, and it always has been.

I cling tighter to Isaak’s neck, feeling tears gather at the corners of my eyes.

What I want right now is Isaak, and for once, I’m going to be the selfish one. All week, I told myself I couldn’t have him. There were boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed. I was being anadultabout it.

But we’re naked now. And he wantsme.

Plus, there’s a pile of condoms right there… Which he probably carries in his wallet because he does this sort of thing all the time. I mean, he’s the most handsome, manliest man I’ve seen around the club. Women must throw themselves at him all the time. Moira certainly does. So, of course, he carries a wallet full of condoms.

But tonight, he’s mine. I won’t pretend I’m in some fairytale. This isn’t going to lead to a happily ever after. Tomorrow, I can figure out my disaster of a life.

Tonight, I’m going to fuck this god of a man. Tonight, I’m going to take what I want.

His cock leaps against my stomach, and I lessen my tight grip around his neck so I can pull back enough to find his mouth.

It’s like he has the same idea at the same time because our lips crash against each other. His devouring kiss reassures me of his desire and kindles the fire already lit in my belly back to a roaring blaze.

Oh my god, I want this man.

“Fuck me,” I beg him.

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