Submit: Suited for Sin: Book Three by Angel Payne

Author:Angel Payne [Payne, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-64263-117-3
Publisher: Waterhouse Press

Chapter Twelve

No. No, she wasn’t ready!

The protest careened through Celina’s mind like a derailed roller-coaster car. Appropriate image. Her mind, her body, and her senses were on a ride of dipping, speeding confusion.

She was respectable, for God’s sake. Dutiful. She did productive things with her life. She was a devoted naval officer, an attentive legal advocate, a fighter for justice. She planned the family picnics and took her niece to Six Flags every summer. She didn’t do things like play voyeur in secret bondage clubs and then beg her playboy party host to get her off while—

“Ohhhhh!”

But that’s exactly what Dante was hell-bent on accomplishing. The raw need in her wail testified to that.

“Dante. Oh God, we can’t—”

“Hush.” His mandate was a harsh sough in her ear. He backed it with a small smack at her thigh. “Hang on tight. Watch them…and feel me.”

Just as he ordered it, her stare locked on Rose Moore’s face. The woman’s lips were a curve of pure joy. Her gaze showered her husband in complete adoration. Her body glowed as her Master drove into her again and again, crooning words of praise as he filled her, completed her.

It was one of the most incredible things she’d ever seen.

Dante’s touch was one of the most exquisite things she’d ever felt.

She moaned as he rolled his hips against her in the same cadence Mark set. Deep in her pussy, his fingers matched the beat in relentless, remorseless thrusts. He hadn’t removed a shred of his clothes and didn’t try to get her any further out of hers—a factor that only made this feel more illicit, forbidden, a dream of catastrophic proportions.

“My stellina.” He pushed into her more urgently.

“My sweet pet,” Mark uttered to Rose.

“Come for me, Celina!”

“Come for me, Rose!”

There wasn’t any buildup to the eruption. Celina lost her breath from the shock of it as Rose’s scream filled the room from hers. In ten seconds, her body revved from freeway velocity to light speed. The climax pulled her mind outside her skull, spinning her, carrying her, terrifying her. She clung to Dante as her only anchor in the whirl, convulsing his fingers tighter into her pussy and gripping his hair hard in her hand.

“Fuck!” The word burst from him in a hot explosion on her neck.

“Fuck!” Mark exclaimed as he pumped the swing hard. As he froze, clearly spilling himself inside his wife, Dante seized and shuddered at Celina’s back.

For many minutes, nobody in the room spoke. As if they could. After they were all sucked so high into the cosmos, air seemed nonexistent. With slow tenderness, Mark unbuckled Rose from the swing’s restraints and then scooted into the sling with her. He pulled her into his arms and started kissing her cheeks and forehead. She’d started to cry, not that Celina blamed her. Everything in her body wanted to crumble to the floor and do the same thing, but she gritted her teeth and battled the sentiment. Falling apart was definitely not the right follow-up here.

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