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I'm determined to keep my hips still because that is what he wants.
Severu runs one forefinger along my labia, up and down, up and down, spreading the wetness from my vagina all over my most intimate flesh.
He dips the middle finger of his other hand inside me, going deeper than before and stretching my sensitive flesh.
My husband groans. "So damn tight."
All I can do is agree. "Uh huh."
The finger rubbing along my folds with such enticing rhythm slides up to press against my clitoris and I want to arch, but I hold myself in place. A strange sound comes out of my mouth. A wordless whine.
"You're doing so well, but perhaps you need some help, hmm?"
"Yes," I breathe out.
He nods and grabs a pillow. Then he slides it under my hips, tilting them upward without putting any strain on my torso muscles. Or my damaged hip.
Severu shifts his body so he's laying between my thighs, his face rightthere. I can feel his breath on me without the barrier of my panties. It's warm and scintillating. I fist my hands in the sheet, needing something to hold onto to tether me to reality. It feels like I'll float away on the incredible pleasure buffeting my body otherwise.
He places one big hand right over my lower abdomen, holding me firmly in place and then his tongue touches me. He licks me from the opening of my vagina, up my labia and then over my clit.
I make a strangled sound and he does it again. And again. And again.
It feels amazing and intimate, but it's not enough. One incredible sensation builds on top of another, but that coil of ecstasy inside me doesn't spring, it just grows tighter and tighter until I feel like I'm going to scream.
"Severu," I gasp. A plea and an acknowledgement of what he is making me feel.
"Patience,mi dolce bellezza. I've got you." He kisses my clit, his lips pressing against it enticingly. The tip of his tongue swirls around it and then he nips me right on my nub of pleasure.
I cry out, the ecstasy ratcheting higher inside me. "I can't stand it, Severu, it's too much!"
"You will take what I give you," he tells me in a voice dark with control.
Oh, yikes, why does his domineering bossy side turn me on so much right now?
Using both of his hands, my husband pushes my legs impossibly wide and for once my hip doesn't even twinge. His hands remain on my inner thighs, but they are so big, his thumbs press on either side of my clit. He massages up and down, sometimes sliding over the bundle of nerves with one thumb, sometimes with the other.
His tongue spears into my vagina pressing my sensitized flesh open for his claim. No one else will ever know me this way.
That thought sends me over. I scream, trying to arch off the bed, but his hold on my thighs won't let me. Even in the midst of my ecstasy, he is controlling me, protecting me from pain.
He licks and touches me until the aftershocks are no longer shaking my body and I collapse into boneless satiation.
Chapter 13
CATALINA
Severu lifts his head, his beard glistening with my juices and renewed arousal twinges through my exhausted body. He swipes at his mouth with the back of his hand and then comes down over me to kiss me.
I taste myself on him again, this time it feels even more profound as his tongue that was just inside my vagina plunders my mouth, forcing my own tongue to engage in a deeply intimate kiss.
The blunt tip of his erection presses against me, encountering resistance from my tight opening. I crave this act and want nothing more than for him to be inside me, but atavistic dread washes over me.
He's so big, not just his sex, but all over. His body dwarfs mine completely.
This is my first time and as much as my ovaries are exploding right now, a primal part of me fears this act and what it will mean. The claim he will make not only on my flesh, but on my heart.
For him, this is a purely physical act. How could it be anything else? I'm the consolation bride. And he hadn't even shown tender feelings for my sister, the woman he hadchosento be his wife.
