Page 91 of Virtuous Lies

I come. A scream rips from my throat so loud it echoes off the walls in our bedroom.

Vincent rolls us over in one swift movement. On my back, he hitches one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me in a way that makes me moan.

“The way your cunt chokes me after you come.Fuck, baby.”

He lifts up, my hips moving off the bed, my shoulders pushed into the mattress.

He slams inside me, relentlessly chasing his release.

“Such a tight little cunt.”

He drags a nipple through his teeth.

“Mytight little cunt.”

I arch farther into him.

“Fuck. You’re throbbing.”

His fingers press into my ass, bruising my skin.

“You have another one for me,” he states.

The familiar feeling tugs low in my pelvis.

“Come, baby.”

I do so without warning. My body buckles before my muscles give out, and everything within me goes limp.

Two more powerful thrusts and Vincent buries himself deep, shouting my name on a growl that ripples through us both, making the aftershocks of my second orgasm tremble through me.

His body weight drops, pinning me to the bed. Face tucked into my neck, Vincent kisses just below my ear. I rub my fingers through his hair, enjoying the rare occasions when he’s sluggishly affectionate. Mornings spent like today are a rarity. His limited sleep pattern has me waking to an empty bed most mornings, so this is a treat.

“Coffee,dolcezza?”

“Please.”

He pulls back, kissing my lips before sitting on the edge of the bed.

“You added to your barbed wire.”

He glances over his shoulder.

“Hm?”

I point. “Your rib cage. There is a new barb.”

The corner of his lips turns up. “Same night I got this.” He drags his fingers down his neck where my name sits proudly.

I stare at his ribs.

“It upsets you.”

“Not at all,” I combat. “Taking a life isn’t something to take lightly. If you ever want to talk...”

His smirk grows into a fully fledged grin. “Dolcezza, what have I told you? If someone threatens my freedom or family in any way, their death means nothing to me. I have no heaviness on my conscience for the things I do; for the people I hurt or the lives I take.”

Staring at him, I know he’s telling the truth. His statement contains no hint of uncertainty or untruth. Eliminating threatscalmshim.