Page 51 of Wicked Oath
“You shouldn’t have come in here alone,” he mutters.
“But you’re in here.”
“But what if I hadn’t been? Any one of those men could try something with you. You’remine, remember?” He’s told me this before, but the way he says it now, it’s like he’s branding me.
I crouch next to him to look up into his face. “James, I know I’m yours. I wouldn’t have come in here if I hadn’t seen you come in here. I’m not stupid.”
He blinks. “I didn’t say you were.”
“Well, everyone else seems to think so. Owen can’t stop harping about how I’m making such bad decisions.”
“That’s because your brother is an asshole.”
I smile. “True.” I cup his face. “James, are you all right? Your fight was … surprising.”
“I beat the bastard in the end, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but you seemed out of it. Is something on your mind?”
He looks down at me with so much intensity it leaves me breathless. “Will you promise to always be by my side?”
I hadn’t been expecting that. “Of course. You’re my husband. I take my vows seriously. I’m yours forever.”
“If I fuck up, will you still want to be with me?”
“What are you talking about?” My heart beats faster until it starts to hurt.
“Just answer my question, please.”
“Of course. It doesn’t matter what you do. I’m here.” But as I speak, I wonder if I’m telling the truth. I care deeply for James. In fact, I know I’m starting to fall in love with him. But if he broke my heart, could I forgive him?
We’re both breathing heavily now as our eyes stay locked in an intense gaze.
Before I can get my next breath in, James leans down and captures my lips in a passionate kiss. I don’t hesitate to wrap my arms around his shoulders.
He pulls me onto his lap, and I gasp as I feel his erection pressing through his pants against my inner thigh.
“I want you,” he growls.
I nod, my arousal growing.
James lifts me, so my legs are on either side of his. He reaches under my skirt and pushes my underwear to the side. His fingers skim my folds, sending shivers over me. My hands shake as I reach my hand inside his pants and pull out his erection. James shoves my panties down hard enough that they sting my thighs.
I rest my head against his, keeping our gazes together, as I sink down onto his length. He fits inside me so perfectly that it’s effortless. I gasp once I’m fully seated on top of him, his erection deep inside me.
James groans as he grips my hips and starts grinding me down. I sit down deeper onto his lap, so my legs are dangling off the other side of the bench. Our bodies are fully connected, together as one.
As I shift my hips in a circular motion, our hands claw at each other in a frenzied way. I’m so desperate for him, and I know James is desperate for me.
He kisses me deeply, his tongue touching mine, wild and passionate. All barriers have been thrown out the window. It’s just him and me together, fucking, making love, having sex. He makes me feel so good as our bodies move as one.
I moan into his mouth as he thrusts his hips up, his erection entering me more. I never want this to end.
He grips my back, rubbing his hands up and down my spine. Our breath is in sync. We’re both panting between our kisses.
“I need you so fucking badly, baby,” he whispers against my lips. He pushes my hips down, helping me keep our pace.
“Then take me. Take all of me.”
