Page 102 of House of Lies
I inhale her moans, slowly guiding her through the nearest door. I push her inside the room, using my foot to close the door behind us. I spin her around, trapping her between my body and the door.
“Kaz—”
“Close, but not quite.” I grin, slipping my hand between her thighs.
I caress her soft skin, knowing the anticipation will only make her pussy drip by the time I get to it. And I love to make my wife a panting, needy mess. Gripping her chin, I lower her bottom lip, slipping my thumb into her mouth. Without hesitation, she sucks on it. My cock stirs in my slacks. Leaning in for a kiss, I part her legs with my knee. Caelia slips her hands under my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders.
“Your sister is here,” she reminds me.
“And Dedushka will arrive soon,” I murmur, too lost in her to care.
“We shouldn’t.”
“We definitely shouldn’t.” I cup her pussy through the silky fabric of her underwear. Caelia unbuttons my shirt, forgetting the jacket hanging low on my elbows. Her eyes darken with desire, and she blinks slowly, a smile playing on her lips that tells me she has no intention of stopping. She takes her time, running her hands up and down my chest and kissing my skin. There are only four months left, and it’s not nearly enough. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I’m utterly fucked, epically so.
“Tell me what you want, Mrs. Mordvinova.”
My thumb rubs her clit, and her head falls back. I can barely place my hand on the back of her head before it hits the door. She looks up at me and unbuttons my slacks.
“I want to fall on my knees and suck my husband’s cock,” she breathes in sharply, “and then I want him to fuck me against the door.”
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
Literally. She lowers my slacks and boxers enough to free my cock, and she makes good on her promise. She goes on her knees, wrapping her hand around it, looking up at me as she circles the crown with her tongue. I hiss, flattening my palms on the door and leaning forward.
“Oh, fuck!”
There will not be a single day when I won’t be affected by this woman. She licks me up and down, cupping my balls as she sucks on the tip. My jaw tenses and all the air leaves my lungs. I’m struck by the most weird thing of them all.
“Fuck! I didn’t buy you a ring.”
Instead of replying, Caelia sucks my dick until it hits the back of her throat. My eyes lock with hers, and I watch them get watery, those pretty lips wrapped around my cock being the most sacred picture I’ve ever seen.
“I must be doing something wrong,” she says as she steps back.
“What?”
I can’t focus when her hand stokes me up and down.
“I’m literally on my knees, your dick in my mouth, and you’re talking about rings.” She smirks.
I laugh, but it’s cut short when she sucks again. I decide there’ll be enough time to discuss how stupid I’ve been. I didn’t think of buying her an engagement or a wedding ring, and I needed to fix it sooner rather than later. I place my hand at the back of her head, wrapping the other around her neck as I thrust inside her mouth until it gets messy. Saliva drips down her chin, and she struggles to breathe. Taking a step back, I lift her by the neck, kissing her before I spin her around, pushing her against the door.
“You’re not doing anything wrong, baby,” I say as I pull down her panties. “I was thinking of other ways to mark you as mine.”
“I am yours.”
In moments like this, she is. I thrust inside her with no warning. Caelia places her palms against the door, her legs faltering. With my hand wrapped around her neck, I pull her body closer to mine. She closes her eyes, abandoning herself in my arms.
“Say that again,” I demand. “Look at me.”
She turns her head, opening her eyes. “I am yours.”
Fuck, she’ll be my undoing. I’m ready to come, and we haven’t even started yet. I didn’t lie to her. I’ll give everything I have to make this marriage work. I’ll do whatever it takes to remind her of the feelings she had before she stabbed me. I’ll make sure she won’t be able to run away from those emotions and won’t be able to extinguish them.
I’ll give everything to make her stay.
I’ll do anything for her.