Page 92 of My Solemn Vow
His approval doesn’t melt away all my disappointment with myself, but it eases it.
“Come to bed.” He takes my hand. His touch is gentle and leading as he walks me out of my yoga pants.
When we’re in the bedroom, he lets go of my hand. “Head off the end of the bed.”
I’m nervous but don’t dare disobey, despite how my ass stings when I sit on the bed. Carefully avoiding any unnecessary pain, I lower myself to my back, letting my head hang over the side.
I get a perfect view of Valor, upside down, while he frees his cock. He’s hard, and the tip is a beautiful bright pink.
Leaving his slacks on the floor, Valor walks over to me. The head of his cock is almost brushing against my lips.
I want to lick it so badly.
“Good girl, waiting for me. Open.” Valor instructs me, and I do, pushing my tongue out, hoping for a taste.
This I’ve done before. I know I like it. Never from this position, but I’m positive it’ll be just as good.
Valor leans forward and sinks his dick into my mouth. And I couldn’t hold back my moan if I wanted to. He slides his hand down my stomach and in between my legs. His fingers find my clit, and he strokes it perfectly.
I breathe around his length in my mouth, pressing mytongue along his shaft to encourage him. Valor doesn’t move his dick, but he sinks his fingers inside me. He probes until he finds that spot that makes my body jolt with arousal.
“You’re so fucking wet, princess. You’re horny for me and that makes me so pleased.”
In time with his fingers working my core and my clit, Valor fucks my throat. I struggle to breathe, and gag with each thrust, but I feel how wet I am. The sounds coming from me are pornographic — half choked and gagging between desperate moans.
“That’s it.” Valor’s praise fans the flame of my desire further. “Fuck, Antonella, you take my dick so well.”
He works faster, and breathing isn’t an option. I shatter, and unable to breathe, the intensity causes me to see stars behind my eyelids. Wetness coats my core, and distantly, I worry about the feeling, but I struggle as I fight the urge to move.
But then Valor cusses and thrusts into my throat. “God, you’re perfect. You just fuckin’ squirted for me, darling.”
A moment later, he shoots his load down my throat. The hot jets choke me as I swallow them, sputtering against his cock. I take everything, and when he finally pulls out of my mouth, I’m panting.
Valor doesn’t let me relax for long. He bends forward once more, and I lick along his still-hard shaft as he grabs hold of my legs below my knees. He spins me on the bed, and I squeak in surprise.
“Shhh.” Valor scolds me. “We’re running out of time. We wouldn’t want to be walked in on.”
He drops to his knees before me and pushes my legs apart.
When his tongue sinks between my folds, I almost scream, but I clamp a hand over my mouth. The stimulation is so much, too much, and I try to close my legs, to move them, but Valor is relentless. As he licks and sucks, it’s a dedication to my body like none other.
He brings me to another orgasm in seconds. I writhe under his touch, and Valor groans.
At last, he breaks the connection between us and climbs onto the bed next to me.
My legs tremble without him supporting them, so I let them drop to the side as I try to control my breathing.
He relaxes alongside me. “What did I do to deserve a woman like you?”
“Can’t answer that. I, however, ended a century-old feud by calling for the truce and brought chaos on both our houses.” I sigh, my body cooling off, and I shiver. I feel more like myself and calm again.
“Well, when you say it like that, it makes it seem like this’ll be a great tragedy.” Valor pulls me closer to him.
I revel in his warmth and embrace it. “But we’re not star-crossed lovers, only lusters.”
Valor stiffens ever so slightly but then relaxes, resting his forehead against my head. “Mmm. I can’t wait to get you naked tonight.”
He was going to say something else, but I could never prove it.
