Page 117 of Poison and Wine
When Caterina’s walls clenched, a scream tore from her lips. I hoped the fucking bodyguards knew their place and didn’t come barging in to witness my wife coming. She kept her eyes on us as long as she could before her head fell back against my shoulder.
I kissed her neck and her cheek as I slid my fingers out of her. With my hands on her waist, I backed her over to the couch. When I knew she could stand alone, I nodded my head at her. “Strip for me.”
As I sat down on the couch, Caterina’s tongue darted out to nervously lick her lip. But she didn’t fight me. Instead, she kept her eyes on mine as she slowly slid the spaghetti straps down each of her arms. Tediously, she eased it down her breasts, causing my cock to throb. After shimming it down her thighs, she stepped out of it. When she repeated it for the thong, I began to wonder if my cock might explode.
When her hand came to one of the stockings, I stopped her. “Leave those,” I commanded.
“Okay,” she whispered.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you more beautiful than I do right now in nothing but your garters and a satiated look on your face.”
As she sank down onto my lap, she grinned. “You don’t have to waste your compliments, Mr. Kavanaugh. I’m a sure thing.”
I threw my head back with a laugh. “I’m serious, Kitten.”
“Thank you for the compliment.” The amusement in her eyes grew serious just before she kissed me tenderly. “But most of all thank you for loving me.”
“I’m the one who should be thanking you.”
As her arms encircled my neck, she was careful not to hit the bandages or my left shoulder. With her lips inches from mine, she said, “Make me yours, Callum.”
With a nod, I said, “Sit up.”
Caterina rose up on her knees. Taking my cock in my hand, I guided it to her core. Once the tip was inside her, my hands came to her hips. With my gaze locked on hers, I slowly began pulling her down the length of my cock. As her tight-as-hell walls gripped me in a death vise, Caterina grimaced. “Are you okay, Kitten?”
She bit down on her lip. “It stings, but it’s not bad.”
“Are you sure?”
Nodding, she replied, “I want to keep going.”
It was exquisite torture not thrusting my hips up and impaling her on my dick. But I didn’t want to hurt her. Once I was fully seated inside her, I brushed the silky dark strands from her face. “You’re mine,” I pronounced.
“I’m yours,” she whispered.
“And I’m yours, Kitten. Body and soul.”
Gently, I eased her hips back up, causing her to shiver. When I brought her back down on my cock, she whimpered. “Did I hurt you?”
“It felt good.”
“It sure as fuck did.” I then began to work her slowly on and off of me. With a few of my thrusts, Caterina got the rhythm and began to roll her hips against me. As her tits bounced in my face, I leaned forward to suck a nipple into my mouth. “Callum,” Caterina moaned.
While I flicked the bud with my tongue, my hand came to where Caterina and I were joined. When I found her clit, Caterina shrieked and clawed at my back. I hissed at the combination of pain and pleasure when she hit my left side. My injury might’ve made me a masochist because I loved the hell out of it. “Sorry,” she panted.
“It’s good, Kitten. It’s so very good.”
I continued to massage her clit with my fingers while Caterina sped up the pace of her hips. As the fire crackled in front of us, the sounds of our skin slapping together and our moans and grunts of pleasure drowned it out.
I couldn’t remember how long it had been since I’d been inside a woman. Regardless of the time, it had never felt like this. I’d fucked countless women in my past. But until today, I’d never made love. The connection I felt with Caterina was indescribable.
As I moved inside her, I couldn’t keep my mouth or hands still. I was kissing her lips, her neck, and her breasts. One of my hands slid up her silky-smooth back to tangle in her long hair while my other hand sent fingers sliding through our silky arousal to tease her clit.
When Caterina’s orgasm kicked off, it clamped my dick in a vise. After a few more pumps, my hips jerked up, setting off ropes of my hot cum deep inside her. I cried out her name as my head fell forward to be cradled between her breasts.
Once I’d come back to myself, my chest rose and fell with harsh breaths as I stared up into Caterina’s satisfied face. “You’re not my virgin bride anymore,” I said with a smile.
“Thank God,” she countered with a grin.