Page 23 of Bones

Bones arches an eyebrow as he pours two glasses of champagne he had sitting on the counter, “Is it really forcing you when I gave you a choice?”

Setting the glasses down, he turns to the refrigerator and grabs strawberries, before closing the door.

“Marry you or spend the rest of my life in a cage? Is that really a choice, Bones?”

He hands me a strawberry. “Put this in your mouth. The next thing I want to hear from you is you screaming my name.”

I take a bite of the fruit, but only because it looks really good. Reaching behind me, he unzips the back of my dress.

“What are you doing?”

Pulling the dress over my head, he growls, “I’m starving, Butterfly. You’re going to be a good girl and feed me your cum.”

Bones pushes me until I’m laying down on the counter. “Pull your bra down before I rip it off your body.”

I roll my eyes. “You’re an animal.”

He grins proudly like it’s a good thing. “Thank you. That might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me. Now spread your thighs, so I can make you see stars.”

I do as he says, but I’m pretty sure I’ve never met a cockier person in all my life. He’s so sure of his skills, and it’s annoying, so I vow to myself to not have an orgasm. No matter what I do, I need to hold back, and not give him what he wants. I set the strawberry on the counter beside me as he presses his face against my pussy. “Are you going to come for me, wife?”

“No.”

Bones chuckles. “We’ll see, baby. Would you like to place a wager?”

“What?”

He stares between my legs like it’s a beautiful work of art, which is weird, as he answers, “If you don’t come, I’ll let you go. Hell, I’ll even give you however much money you need.”

I lift my head up and stare at him in shock. “You’ll just let me go?”

Am I being tricked? He forced me to marry him. Surely he’s not going to let me go, but I don’t have many options right now. This is the best offer I’m going to get. I wait for his response, as I try to keep my excitement in check.

He nods. “I always honor my word.”

If he’s willing to just let me go, I know he’s very confident in his abilities, but I’m equally as confident in my need to get the hell away from him.

“What do you get if you win?”

His eyes travel the length of my body, groaning as he takes me in. “Nothing, Butterfly. I have everything I want.”

He grips the inside of my thighs, as he stares at me with a heated expression, and his words could bring me to my knees, if I were standing. “Fuck, Butterfly, you’re so beautiful. Sometimes when I look at you, I can barely breathe. And I wonder how could something so perfect be mine? The truth is, even if I didn’t have to get married to fulfill my father’s requirements, I never could have let you go. It’s unfortunate for you that you got yourself caught in my web, because I already know, once I taste you, I’ll never get my fill.”

I swear, I could probably come from listening to those words from his deep gravelly voice, but then he swipes my clit with his tongue, and I flinch from the instant pleasure. His tongue is soft, wet, and hot, and hits me with obvious skill. He has done this before, obviously, but this isn’t a chore for him; he likes it, and it shows. Bones groans as he moves his tongue along my slit, before dipping itinside me and moving it in circles. I can’t fight the moan that slips from me, or the way I reach down and slide my hands into his hair, holding his head in place, as he ignites something inside me I never knew existed.

Replacing his tongue with two fingers, he fucks me slowly as he places his lips on my clit and sucks, and now I know what his comment was about seeing stars. I lose all control. There’s no doubt I’m losing our bet. I grip his hair harder as my entire body shakes uncontrollably.

“Luca!”

He growls against my pussy, “Say my name again, Butterfly.”

“Luca,” I whisper and he groans.

“Come for me. I need more.”

Moving his fingers back and forth, while he feasts on my clit, he gives me no choice. I’ve already lost the damn bet, so I may as well enjoy the pleasure. I had sex with Manny more times than I can count, but he never made me feel like this. The way Bones stares at my face while he devours me is intoxicating. I still hate what he has done to me, but I can’t ignore the way he makes my body feel, the way he looks at me with pure desire.

Warmth spreads through my limbs, and my body shakes, while he groans against my clit. I cry out for him, as my back arches off the counter, and I scream his name. He stands to his full height. “I can’t fucking take any more. I need to be inside you. Now.”

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