Page 103 of Urgent Vows
She's not exactly quiet over dinner, but she doesn't start conversations either. She looks like she needs to sleep about ten hours.
After dinner, I sweep her up into my arms before my mother can suggest Catalina join her and Guilia in the living room.
"Put me down. I can walk." Her tone is all frost, but her body is so damn warm against me.
I don't bother to reply. I'm watching out for what is mine. Even if Catalina would rather I left her alone.
Mamma gives my wife a concerned look. "I think today took a lot out of her. She needs some rest, son."
I nod and carrymi dolce bellezzatoward our suite.
Knowing that if I go into the bedroom with her my craving for her will override my good intentions, I put Catalina down in the sitting room. She's made herself present in this space. Her Yoga mat is spread out beside the window. There is a vase of spring flowers on the table between the armchairs. Eliana's doing, I'm sure.
My wife has lived here for a week and already the staff adore her, according to my mother. Aldo's reports reflect the same loyalty toward Catalina from her security team. I'm still equally pissed and appreciative of how Aldo implied criticism of my encouragement for today's shopping trip.
Looking at my beautiful wife standing in front of me almost asleep on her feet, I am angry I didn't consider having a personal shopper bring her a selection of clothing. She said it herself, just because my mother loves shopping doesn't mean my wife does.
Although looking at the results of her excursion incites all sorts of thoughts she doesn't need in the moment. She's wearing a yellow silk top, alternating horizontal stripes of sheer and opaque fabric. She's got on a nude bra, no camisole, which makes her look naked underneath the top.
Knowing that's not true does nothing to control my unruly dick.
Catalina's straight denim skirt reaches her ankles, but the slit up one side ends mid-thigh, giving a tantalizing glimpse of her gorgeous leg. All through dinner, I wanted to pull her into my lap and slide my hand up that slit until I could feel her panties and the sweet flesh beneath them.
Fuck. It has been too long since I felt her sweet body around my cock.
But she needs her rest.
"Go to bed,mi dolce gatto," I grit out, controlling my desire to join her. "I've got some work to do."
My wife's lovely face softens. "You haven't called me that lately."
"You barely talk to me. When would I?" I work long hours but my wife is adept at avoiding being alone with me.
She still hasn't forgiven me for interrogating her and when she finds out who needs to be questioned next, she's going to hate me.
Catalina's expression shutters. "Goodnight, Severu."
Her easy agreement to go to bed early says more about how tired she is than the lines of strain around her eyes.
"I'll be up later." Much later. The longer I stay away, the more sleep she will get. Because I do not like my chances of leaving my beautiful wife unmolested once I join her in our bed tonight.
But this state of celibacy between us ends tonight.
CATALINA
I teeter between dreams and wakefulness, my body hot with need. My vaginal walls clench, and my hips arch up, chasing something. It's Severu's tongue.
I've been wearing a nightgown and panties since that night he woke me only to grill me about being a traitor. Both are gone.
His big hands press my thighs apart and his mouth devours my feminine flesh. He spears me with his tongue and I groan, his hands sliding up my body to squeeze and play with my breasts. Pleasure travels my neural highway directly from my now hard nipples to my vagina.
Why did I think avoiding sexual intimacy was a good thing?
This pleasure is too good to give up because my husband proved himself to be as ruthless as I knew him to be.
Too turned on to be shy, I grab his head and hold his mouth to me as I arch toward him. My ribs twinge. So does my hip. I don't care. Pleasure trumps pain tenfold.
He nuzzles my clitoris and then runs his tongue all along my labia, sucking on my nether lips before returning to my sensitive nub. He's so darn good at this.
