Page 31 of Veiled Vows

The way she swallows down my cock like it’s some divine treat makes my toes curl and my eyes roll back in my head. Each second spent in the tight heat of her mouth is a second willingly spent in heaven. She rocks back and forth, bobbing her head along my cock and teasing me with the soft press of theback of her throat then lavishes attention on my crown. I grip the counter behind me, and the only thing stopping me from grabbing a handful of her hair is knowing she has a lump.

If this was any other time, I wouldn’t be able to resist.

Jasmine sinks forward suddenly, swallowing a good few inches of my cock into her mouth and then into her throat. What she can’t fit remains tight in her massaging hand and while Jasmine gags slightly, she holds my cock in her throat for a fewincredibleseconds.

Then she swallows around me.

The compression of her throat muscles flexing and squeezing around my cock is unlike anything I’ve felt before, and the surge of pleasure is so powerful that I surge forward and almost double over as desperate moans fall past my lips. I can’t hold her hair, but I do cradle the back of her head as the powerful rolls of pleasure punching through me make my legs weak and my balls throb in time to my heartbeat.

Jasmine swallows again andhums, sending vibrations all the way up and down my length and with a final hard suck, she pulls me over the edge of orgasm.

I come with a cry and my balls tighten to the verge of painful while everything I have spills into Jasmine’s waiting and eager mouth. She continues to stare up at me, maintaining eye contact as she swallows, and only when every pulse from my cock has been drank down does she pull off my length with a soft pop.

“Now we’re even,” she says, her voice a little raspy.

“Jasmine—”

“You don’t need to say anything,” she says, climbing to her feet. “I know that was amazing.” She steps away, wiping the corner of her mouth and makes as if to leave, but I catch her wrist and jerk her back around to face me.

“I’m not finished with you.”

12

JASMINE

Roman is ridiculously attractive, and what started as a way to get him to stop asking questions and deal with the burning heat inside of me has turned into something completely different. I watched him fly across the street to my rescue even though I wasn’t badly harmed, and the way he beat up Seth before coming to see if I was alright simply ignited that aching flame inside me that’s burned since my mysterious rescuer burst into my life.

Is it wrong to get turned on by a man causing carnage to save me? I don’t know.

I don’t even care.

All I know is that it ignited my blood, and thanking Roman by getting down on my knees was all I could think about doing, but it’s not over. With the slightly salty yet strangely appealing taste of Roman lingering on my tongue, he catches my wrist and pulls me closer in one smooth move that sends a thrill dancing through my body.

“IsaidI’m not finished with you,” he repeats, cupping my face with his entire hand. He pulls me in for a brief kiss that’sdeep but fleeting while his other arm snakes around my waist and pulls my body in line with his.

“Come on then,” I challenge as my pulse races and heat warms me from head to toe. “What are you waiting for?”

He takes it exactly like the challenge I intend and kisses me deeply, pushing me back against the deli counter, but I’m not backing down without a fight. He kisses me one way and I bite his lip, then kiss him another. He pulls my shirt and I shove him away into the opposite counter, sending several unknown items clattering to the floor.

When I kiss him, he nips my lower lip and thrusts his tongue into my mouth while groping my breast through my shirt. We stumble together once more as Roman kicks away some boxes and we roll against the next counter. I shove him again, and this time Roman falls back against the deli meat display case. It shakes and trembles, then one of the small statues topples off the top and clatters behind the register where a flurry of sparks erupt and the deli falls into darkness.

“Oops,” I gasp, barely concealing my giggle. “Is that bad?”

“Fuck it.” Streetlights streaming in through the slats of the front blinds highlight Roman’s smile as he reaches for me. “I don’t care.”

The next kiss is powerful and biting as we fight each other for dominance. I try to win by hopping up onto the counter and pulling Roman between my legs, but he breaks the kiss and lavishes biting attention to my neck and shoulder. In the dark, every touch is better. Teeth are sharper. Tongues are slicker. Fingers pinch and pull at clothing, and in a battle to remove my jeans and panties, nails scratch soft skin and teeth graze painfully across shoulders. But each heat of pain is ignited by a lick of pleasure, and our combined moans and gasps create music in the small space between our hot bodies.

“Hurry up and fuck me,” I order as I reach down and grasp Roman’s hard cock, tugging forcefully. “Or are you incapable of coming twice?”

Roman slams inside of me without a word, knocking all air from my lungs and losing me to the sudden rough sensation of being filled so rapidly and without warning.

There’s no pain, only an overwhelming rush of sensation that catches my breath in my throat while my mind short-circuits. I can’t think. Can’t breathe. Can’t move. For a second, I’m suspended in pleasure. Then Roman kisses me and I kiss him back just as hungrily. My legs wrap around his waist, my arms circle his shoulders, and I pull us as close as we can get while he fucks into me with short, hard thrusts. I claw at his back, grabbing my nails across his shirt and yearning to feel the hot skin underneath.

He kisses my jaw, suckles my earlobe, then kisses a path across my face to my lips. This time I thrust my tongue into his mouth and take control, cupping his cheek with one hand and soaking up every delicious inch of his cock.

Until his thrusts come faster and harder. Each one slams into me and his cock strokes right across my G-spot, bringing bursts of stars across my eyelids. My lips part and we hold that pose, gasping and panting into each other’s mouths while he fucks me faster and faster. I tighten my legs around his waist, letting the motion rock our bodies together. My pulse becomes a blur, desire floods my veins, and all I focus on is the growing ball of pleasure in my core.

We share the same breath, pass our moans back and forth between parted lips, and his hair becomes my reins as he fuckshard.

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