Page 66 of Deceptive Vows

Her skin turns that sweet color in the silver moonlight. The trace of color in her cheeks against the dark surroundings reminds me of a neo noir painting, and she herself is a work of art.

Biting down hard on her bottom lip, she takes off the top and panties then tries to cover herself with the sheet.

I pull it away. She winces.

“What is the matter with you? I’m cold.”

“You won’t be in a minute. Get on your hands and knees.”

A flicker of apprehension washes over her face, but she obeys. I feed off her nerves. She would be nervous. This is a different position for her, and the best. I can’t wait to hear her moans of ecstasy.

When she turns and settles onto her hands and knees, my eyes settle on her ass. She has the perfect shape. Her ass is full and round, perfect for spanking and fucking. That will come very soon. Right now, I’ll enjoy the sight.

I take off my clothes, too, and she glances behind her to look at my cock. When she catches me looking, however, she looks away.

“Feel free to look if you want, princess.”

She doesn’t answer. I didn’t expect her to.

I’m ready to go, and when I run my fingers over her sweet pussy, I feel she’s ready for me, too.

Fuck me, she’s wet and so responsive to my touch.

Unable to resist the taste of her delicious nectar, I lean in and lick it up. I savor the taste and take more, licking over the little bud of her clit.

She can’t resist any more than I can, so when a little moan falls from her lips, I give her more and move closer to play with her nipples.

“Mikhail…” she moans.

“Yes, baby, I plan to give you more.”

I straighten, grab her hips, and inch into her tight little pussy.

She’s nearly the same as she was earlier, and it feels just as good being inside her.

I speed up when my body takes over. I can’t control myself when the enticement to fuck calls to me. I just go with it and allow desire to guide me where it wants to take me.

I can’t even force myself to slow down so I can try and last longer because she feels too good in this position. Too fucking good.

Pleasure short-circuits my brain as I drive into her perfect body as she climaxes. Her pussy clamps onto my dick like a vice, and I blow into her.

The force of my own climax has me roaring like a beast, and when I pull out of her, the same obsession grips me again to take more from her body.

She slumps down, breathing hard, and the sight of my cum leaking down her thighs is another stamp of ownership on her body.

Quickly, I walk into the en-suite and clean off. I then grab a towel and warm it with water from the hot tap for her. She looks surprised to see me return with it, and more surprised when I clean her off, too. There’s blood again, and I wonder if I hurt her. I know I was rough.

“Did I hurt you?” I ask, but she looks away.

“No.”

It’s another lie, but I let it slide.

“Lie on the pillow.”

She lowers onto the silk pillows looking nervous again.

I set the towel down and lie next to her, slipping my arm around her waist.