Page 24 of Vow to Corrupt You (Gods of Corruption #1)
Nikos
“Sit on the edge and spread your legs,” I growl, slightly pulling away.
Her pupils dilate as she gazes into my eyes, searching for any hint of a joke. There’s not. I know what she’s doing. She’s testing the waters, trying to beat me in my own game. If she wants to play, I’ll play, but I’m not going to make it easy.
“There are people around,” she whispers, her voice agitated.
“We came here to eat,” my lips curve in a faint side smirk. “Well, I’m going to eat.”
She’s clearly thrown off, once again hunting for a sign that I’m teasing. Check.
“Now be a good girl and do as I say.” I moisten my lips with my tongue. “I’m hungry, wicked one. ” I push my plate away. “I’d like to eat now.”
She swallows hard but does as I say and positions herself on the edge of the table before me. Her breathing is heavy while she pulls up her already short dress and hesitantly spreads her legs.
Satisfied by her obedience, I grip the waistband of her black lace thong and slide it off her legs.
In the meantime, I signal one of my bodyguards to close the sliding door that divides the VIP area from the rest of the restaurant so we can have privacy.
I don’t want other people to see my wife in a situation like this, even though I let her think that she’d be on display.
I’d have to kill them all, and well, that wouldn’t serve the reputation of my restaurant.
“You know I’m going to push you to the edge and leave you there.” Grazing my teeth over my lower lip, I place her legs over my shoulders and push my chair slightly back, allowing space to bury my face between her thighs.
A moan she tries to suppress escapes her mouth, and her back arches as she supports herself with her hands.
My hands wrap around her thighs, and I pull her closer as my tongue makes its way up through her slit.
Another cry of pleasure fills my ears while I suck on her clit, my tongue twirling around her bud in circular motions.
With each tongue flick, her legs shudder in response.
“You are mine, wicked one ,” I growl, licking her roughly, teasing and sucking. “Feel how my tongue owns you, how you’re completely at my mercy.”
With that, I thrust my tongue inside her, causing her to squirm in pleasure. My name vibrates louder in her mouth with each thrust as I plunge, fast and deep. Every part of her tenses, her body quivers uncontrollably, and I know she’s on the edge, just seconds away from climax.
She whimpers as I stop and lean back, licking her juices off my mouth with a wicked smirk.
“I promised I’d leave you on the edge, and you know I always keep my promises.”
I love the sight before my eyes. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes glimmering with lust, her legs spread wide, and pussy dripping with her arousal.
It’s like an invite for me to fuck her. If she were any other woman, I would’ve already ravaged her.
Hard and brutal. But she’s my wife, untouched by any other, and I want to torture her again and again until she can’t take it anymore.
“But I might fall off that edge,” she mutters. “Jump into its irresistible abyss all by myself. Then what would you do?”
My cock stirs in my pants as she takes off the glove from her right hand and licks her two fingers, never breaking eye contact.
The moistened fingers trail the path down her curves and between her thighs.
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip before her head falls back as she starts pleasuring herself.
A moan rumbles in her throat while she strokes her sensitive clit with her fingertips.
My gaze settles on her long black nails, moving in circular motions until her back arches, her whole body trembles, and a final cry of pleasure escapes her lungs.
Before she shakes off her orgasm, I stand from my seat, inch closer, and seize her wrist. “I knew you were wicked, wicked one .” The corner of my mouth lifts, and her eyes lock onto mine, widening as if she’s afraid she’s just fallen from grace.
“But don’t you ever come without my permission, or I’m going to fuck you until you can’t take it anymore,” I bring her fingers to my mouth, licking her juices off them. “And then I’ll keep going.”