Page 43 of Deceitful Oath

Life. Ever since she’s come into mine, it’s been a whirlwind of adventures and laughter. I think about life before Lux—going to the gym, sitting at the office, coming home, lying awake all night. It was so cold, so empty.

I look across the table at her, happily eating potatoes and roasted chicken, naked. Something inside me, a little piece of my heart breaks.This isn’t real,I remind myself.She’s not really yours. There’s a time limit on this.

I stand up, pushing my empty plate aside, and round the table. She looks up me, smiling happily. I lean down, massaging her shoulders and kiss the top of her head.

“Thank you.”

“Ah, it’s nothing,” she says, reaching up to pat my arm. She doesn’t understand that I’m not talking about lunch, but I don’t explain. Instead, I pull her out of her chair and press her to my body. She tilts her head up automatically, her mouth searching for mine.

I back her up against the table, trapping her in a crushing kiss. Her nails scrape down my sides, shooting sparks through me.

“I need you,” I whisper into her neck, nipping it with my teeth. “I need you now.”

She moans, brushing her arm behind her to move the plates, but misses. I hoist her up on the table, swiping the dishes onto the floor. Glass and ceramics shatter around my feet but I don’t give a fuck.

“Dominic!” she gasps, her eyes widening. “You’re insane.”

I thread my fingers through her hair, pulling her face close to mine. Her forehead rests against mine, her eyes boring into mine. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

She gasps, falling back onto her elbows. She throws her head back, that golden hair swishing around her shoulders as she laughs at me. I pause for just a second, savoring the vision in front of me.

Electric blue eyes draw me in, pouty pink lips drive me wild, and perky rosy nipples call to me. She slowly spreads her legs, making me growl. Something inside me snaps and I drive myself into her. She gasps, surprised, but relaxes around me.

“You’re impatient today,” she groans as I pull out and thrust again.

“What did you expect,” I retort, “that I wouldn’t save room for dessert?”

She rolls her eyes, but can’t hide her pleased smile. I bask in that smile as I thrust deeper and harder, her hips meeting every movement.

The wooden table squeaks and scrapes like it’s about to turn into kindling. Glass litters the floor, cutting my feet, but I don’t even feel it.

All I can feel is her. The warmth of her. The scent of her. Her moans and whimpers fill the room, driving me wild, pushing me harder. All I want to do is to make her feel good.

“Luxy,” I moan, almost at my peak, “I…I think I …”

“Fuck,” she interrupts me, low and breathy. “I’m almost there.”

She thrashes on the table, her nails scratching the antique wood. I fall forward, driving myself deeper and deeper until she screams her release, and I follow. I slump on top of her, gasping for breath.

“That was…” she struggles to finish her sentence, and I lift myself off her, gazing down.

“Amazing?” I volunteer.

She laughs, tenderly stroking my cheekbone. “Yeah, that’s the one. I almost ascended into a different universe.”

And I almost fucking told you I love you.

Chapter Sixteen

Lux

“Good evening!” I sing, breezing into The Velvet Room. Lisa glances up from her coffee cup, arching her eyebrow at me.

“Who are you and what have you done with Lux?”

I laugh as she checks her watch, tapping it with her finger dramatically. I’m ten minutes early for once, thanks to Dominic’s insane driving skills.

I shrug my shoulders and duck under the bar, stashing my purse in the cupboard. She tosses me an apron and I tie it around my waist.