Page 11 of Tormented Diamonds
Fucking deadlier than any flame…
I grab her by the back of the neck, our mouths meeting in a frantic battle only one of us will win. “Good,” I murmur. Brushing my thumb across her bottom lip, I take a step back and nod at the floor. “On your knees,wife.”
She sinks to the ground without a word. I stand silently, waiting to see if she’ll cut those tightly wound cords or stay bound by pride. When she holds my steady gaze and undoes my belt and then my pants, my chest heaves with relief. But it’s her maddeningly slow pull on my zipper that nearly snaps the wires of my self-control.
“There’s a fine line between anticipation and frustration, beloved.”
“Patience,husband,” she croons, her fingers causing my jaw to clench as they slip inside my boxers and pull out my aching cock. It bobs heavily in front of her lips, pleading for her mouth. “Good things come to thosewho wait.”
“I don’t wait for anything.”
“Maybe you’ve just never had something worth the wait.”
At her slow smirk, I grab a handful of her hair, forcing her head back and destroying what’s left of her fancy updo. “Take my cock so deep you have to choose me over air.”
The moment I feel her silky, hot tongue swirl across my shaft, I draw a sharp breath and slam my hand against the wall.
Goddamn, this woman could suck the fucking soul out of a man.
The expert way she pushes her boundaries has me gripping tighter and taking more until I’m pumping ruthlessly into her mouth. “It makes me feel like a god to see you like this.”
Becca makes a gurgling sound in the back of her throat, setting off a vibration that hurls me dangerously close to a violent free-fall. A litany of curses fall from my lips as I pull away, frustration rushing through my veins as my hard cock throbs for release.
Christ, I want to spill down her throat. I want tears streaming down her cheeks as she tries to swallow. I want her to choke on my cum, then watch it drip down her chin.
But my first time coming inside my wifewon’t be in her mouth.
Hooking my hands under her arms, I haul her to her feet and crush my lips against hers. There’s nothing tender about the way I sweep her into my arms and carry her to the side table. My body is in overdrive as I lay her on it long ways, sending the whiskey bottle clattering to the floor. Drunk with desire, I drag her hips toward me, glaring at all the silk and lace bunched around her legs.
I’ve had enough cockblocking tonight.
Pulling my switchblade from my pocket, I press a single button and a four-inch blade snaps to attention. One flick of the wrist and it sears through the fabric likebutter. Two more horizontal slices filet the bottom half of her dress, presenting her to me like a prize.
My mouth waters.
Bare.Just like I left her.
Digging my fingers into her hips, I lift her ass off the table and bring her glistening pussy to my mouth and dive into every fucking crevice.
“Gianni!” Becca grips the sides of the table, her back arching. “It’s too much.”
It’s never too much, not with her. I want to feel her break apart and taste her surrender, so I wrap my lips around her clit and suck like it’s my fucking job. Becca’s pleas splinter into sobs, her body bucking as her orgasm slams into her full force.
Once her breathing levels out, I lift my head and arch an eyebrow. “Still like playing with fire, Mrs. Marchesi?”
She melts into the table, her arm flung across her eyes. “You don’t play fair.”
“Never said I did.” My eyes follow my finger as I drag it down her dripping slit. “I promised myself the first time I fucked my wife it’d be in our bed. But you make it very hard to keep that vow.” Shifting forward, I slide my throbbing cock through her wetness, eliciting a soft moan. “Sofucking hard.” Just as I start to push inside, her hand slams against my chest. I glance up to find her pushed up on the table, arm behind her and eyebrows drawn tight.
“Swear everything you told me about Cathalina was true, and her coming here had nothing to do with you and me.”
“I swear on my mother’s grave.”
Nodding, she curls her arm around my neck and draws me close. “Don’t make me regret this, Gianni. Trust can only stretch so far before it breaks.”
If she only knew, I’d cut out my heart before hurting hers.
Instead, I hold her tight and drive intoher like a man possessed. I fuck her hard. I fuck her rough. I fuck her like I want to own and consume her.
