Damaged Vows: A Fake Marriage Mafia Romance by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel [Hamel, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Keely

I’m breathing hard as he slowly peels my jeans off. The cold metal work station is freezing under my bare skin. “Pretty sure this is a health code violation,” I moan as he kisses my inner thigh.

“Good thing we’re not open yet.” He pushes my panties aside, tongue stiff as he licks me up and down. My nipples are so hard they ache.

“We? You mean just me. You’re an investor. No more.” I close my eyes, grabbing his hair as pleasure blooms all through my core. This freaking man is so very good at what he does and I hate him for it.

“I’m an active investor.” His fingers slide inside me, curling, fucking. “I like to be involved.”

“I can see that.” I gasp, back arching. “You’re a little too involved for my taste.”

“I haven’t even begun, my darling wife.” He sinks his fingers in deep and sucks my clit. “You’re not complaining. Look at how wet you are.”

“A normal physical reaction to being manhandled.”

“I’m manhandling you? Seems more like I’m sucking your pussy and trying to make you come.”

“Failing miserably at it.”

He laughs as he pinches one of my nipples then bites it, his fingers sliding in and out. “You want me to pinch you, don’t you?”

“I want you to stop making a mess in my damn kitchen.”

“You’re the messy one, my beautiful wife.” He grabs my hair, kissing me, fingers buried deep. “You’re the one dripping down onto my palm. You’re the one moaning.”

“Don’t shame my very natural physical responses to stimulation. Don’t think for a second it means I’m enjoying this.”

“Let’s see if I can change your mind them.”

He slides his fingers out and pulls me off the counter. I whimper as he turns me around, fist in my hair. “How are you going to do that with me like this?” I ask, my palm pressed against the workbench.

“First, by punishing you for being so fucking mouthy.”

His palm comes down hard on my bare ass. I gasp in surprise, back arching. “Oh, fuck, are you spanking me right now? Seriously?”

“That’s right, and you’re lucky I’m taking it easy.” Another spank, and another. Hard enough to leave red marks on my skin.

“You fucker,” I moan, wiggling my ass. The heat feels weirdly good, a bizarre mix of pleasure and pain.

“Go ahead, say that again.”

“Fuck—” I don’t even get a chance to finish before he spanks me one more time, hardest of all, and as the pain slams into my skull, he sinks his fingers deep inside of me again.

I gasp, turning into a puddle of bliss as he fucks me like that from behind, his fingers doing their work as my ass stings. The pleasure, the pain, the control, it slams into me like a tidal wave and throws me over the edge. I come, twitching in his hands, quivering just the way he likes, but I refuse to say his name.

When I’m done, I lean forward, breathing hard, forehead leaning on my arms.

“Lovey,” he says and I hear his belt unbuckle.

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