Page 30 of Sacred Vow

“I love you,” she whispered.

Soft words, so quiet in contrast to the pounding of my heart, which was so loud that surely she could hear it too. How could she love me? This wasn’t supposed to happen, yet…

The words hit me harder than any bullet ever had. I’d wanted obedience. Control. Possession. Not this. Not love. Yet as I stared at my wife, flushed, restrained, trembling beneath me, denial became impossible. Somewhere between the fights, the punishment, and the way she looked at me like I was both her salvation and destruction, I had fallen hopelessly in love with her. I dropped the belt and yanked out the plug. Toeing off my shoes and shucking my pants and boxers in record time, I lined myself up with her entrance.

“Your wish is my command, Principessa.” Slamming my hips forward, her tight slickness enveloped me and pulled me in deep. Her body welcomed my invasion and begged to be conquered.

“Vittoria,” I moaned, my balls slapping her fiery ass.

“Romeooo!” she screamed, convulsing around my cock, milking me to a powerful orgasm. A low growly moan escaped me as I emptied into her spasming pussy. I almost passed out on top of her, but I kept my legs beneath me and pulled my half-hard cock from her.

Slowly, I uncuffed her ankles and massaged her legs before moving to her wrists. She was still, spent and either asleep as I moved through these tasks or floating in the aftershocks. But when I came to wipe between her legs, her eyes fluttered open and gazed into mine.

There was still a secret swimming in those sparkling eyes, but whatever resistance that had been there since she fell into my arms on her father’s property was gone. After wiping myself down and removing my shirt. I climbed on the bed and covered us, pulling her into my arms, her very warm backside snuggled against my crotch.

My cock liked feeling her punished bottom and slowly grew, pressing between her scalded cheeks and that was how I woke up the next morning. Quietly, I dressed and went down to the business level of my home to meet Massimo and decide what to do about Carlo before my jealousy made the decision for me.

Chapter Ten

Vittoria

Oh god, why did everything ache ? I was slow to awaken, even slower to clear my heavy head and find my memories. Last night… I’d told him I loved him. Why?

My plan had become dangerously complicated and last night’s confession was proof of that. I needed to get myself under control and out from under his. How was I supposed to escape a man I was falling in love with?

I needed to calm the hell down and get my raging hormones in check. I rolled onto my back, knowing I was alone before reaching out and feeling the cool sheets on his side of the bed. He’d left a while ago. Good. Or maybe not. I was so confused, upset he wasn’t there and relieved at the same time.

Groaning, I rolled onto my tummy. My ass throbbed inside and out, and so did my poor little kitty. Everything felt deliciously used and abused. Bending my knees, I slid my hand down my flat belly and between my legs. Just remembering what Romeo did to me had me desperate for relief, my body was still in a heightened state after last night’s edging torture. Why couldn’t he have punished me with forced orgasms instead? Because he knew I’d prefer it, of course. And he knew I’d still be suffering the effects of withheld pleasure this morning. I needed release and I needed it now!

I wanted a vibrator and knew just where to look. Rolling to my feet, I took a quick trip to the bathroom to relieve my bladder and then went to the walk-in. Snooping the other day had turned up an entire collection of naughty toys, most of which were still in the packaging.

Had he bought them to use on me… or had he bought them to use on someone else before me? Jealousy uncoiled inside me like a waking snake.

“Ugh! Get a grip, Vittoria,” I uttered aloud in the empty room. Opening the cupboard under his accessory drawers, I dug through until I found a double vibrator. The long end would hit my pleasure center and the second one would tickle the entrance of my anus. Yum!

I ripped it out of the packaging and washed it thoroughly in the bathroom sink before rushing to bed. My urgency surprised me. I’d never felt the need to masturbate, mostly because my previous sexual experiences had been so bland that I believed the female orgasm must be a myth. Romeo had destroyed that illusion quickly and thoroughly. I was always horny; my libido was making up for lost time.

I felt wicked lying on my back, parting my legs wide. Hadn’t he told me many times that my pleasure belonged to him? But he’d never expressly told me I couldn’t relieve myself. And why have all those toys if not for my pleasure?

I got comfortable and played with the different speeds until the device sprang to life. I slid a hand over one plump breast and gripped the needy bud. Even my body felt restless and demanding.

With my free hand, I slid the vibrator in until the slightly shorter side pressed against the opening of my ass. “Yes,“ I hissed in the silent bedroom. I was so turned on I treated the bud roughly, pinching and rolling it in my best imitation of Romeo’s expert touch.

“Ahhhh!” I cried out as a powerful wave of pleasure pushed through me. Lightning zipped down my spine, my body flushing with heat as I tumbled off the cliff and into pleasure-space. My body froze in a spasm of absolute pleasure before crashing back down to earth. I lay panting from the exertion, deciding if I wanted a second go when the door opened.

“What have we here? A naughty little girl playing with Daddy’s toy without permission?”

Oh shit, why did his warning send waves of desire through me? “I — er — uhmm…”

Crap, this was so embarrassing.

“Cat got your tongue?” He closed the distance between us in long, swift strides. Leaning over me beside the bed, he planted his fists on either side of my shoulders, caging me under him.

Drawing up a knee, he pressed it against my soaking petals. I was sure he’d have a wet stain there when he pulled it back. “What did I tell you about this little kitty, wife? Hmm?”

“That it belongs to you?”

“That’s right. And did you ask my permission to touch my pussy?”