Page 22 of Sweet Conviction


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"Dalt—" Whatever she was going to say bleeds into a moan as I lunge, burying myself face-first in her pussy. I bat her clit with my tongue, holding her open with two fingers so I can get closer, eat more of her.

Her nails scrape my shoulders, her heels digging into my back as she bows off the bed beneath me.

"Say my name, wife," I growl against her sweet cunt, already mad with the taste of her, the smell of her, the sheer fuckingpleasure of eating her. "Scream it. We both know how much I fucking love the way it sounds breaking on your lips."

She grinds against my face, yanking my hair as her thighs tremble and shake. "Dalton," she gasps. "Oh God, yes!"

I groan against her, eating her like a wild man. I can't get enough of her taste, of the way she responds to my every touch, my every lick. She's honey and wildfire on my tongue, sweet and scorching. She's so fucking responsive, so goddamn perfect.

I thrust my tongue deep inside her, fucking her with it as I press my nose against her clit.

She wails my name, her thighs clamping around my head as she shatters apart. Her sticky juices flood my mouth as she bucks beneath me, babbling incoherently as wave after wave of ecstasy slams into her.

I don't even wait for the last one to recede before I drag her into my arms. If I'm not inside her soon, I'm going to lose my fucking mind.

"Kiss me," I order, my hands wrapped up in her hair as she trembles against me, still mewling. "I want your breath in my lungs while I'm fucking you, Tempest."

She stretches forward eagerly, her mouth meeting mine. I get lost in her sweet mouth and the way she squirms on top of me, her hot little pussy writhing all over my cock as she positions herself.

I grip her hips, lining up at her entrance.

She whimpers as she sinks down without hesitation, taking me inside inch by perfect, torturous inch.

Ah, fuck. She's tight, hot heaven around me, that pussy strangling my cock. I groan, burying my face in her throat…fighting to breathe, desperately trying not to lose it.

"Dalton, Dalton," she chants, her nails embedded in my shoulders as I sink deeper into her perfect heat.

I buck my hips, greedy, desperate, fucking starving for her. Her barrier tears against my cock, sending a jolt through me,

Ah, shit. She's mine in every way now—bound to me in a way that nothing can ever undo—not time, not distance, nothing. For the rest of her life, this piece of her will always be mine, just like this piece of me will always be hers.

She claws my back, sobbing my name, and the haze of lust momentarily clears, allowing me to think straight.

"Are you in pain, baby? Does it hurt?" I ask, worried that I'm hurting her, that this is heaven for me and hell for her. The thought is intolerable. She should feel nothing but pleasure in my arms. That's what I want for her—ecstasy.

"No," she gasps. "You feel s-so good, Dalton. So good. More, please."

I groan, unable to deny her anything. I dip my head to hers, claiming her lips in another searing kiss as I buck my hips again, pushing the rest of the way inside her. Her perfect ass lands against my thighs with a little bounce, and she sobs against my lips.

For a long moment, I don't move. I just hold her, kissing her, reveling in the fact that she's mine. All fucking mine. For a man who never wanted any of this shit, it feels pretty fucking amazing to be in the thick of it.

"Ride me," I command, my voice rough as I tip her head back to meet her wide, dilated eyes. "Take what you need, wife. Use my cock however you want."

She rocks slowly at first, moaning into my mouth as she adjusts to the thick, hard length of me splitting her open. Her walls flutter around me as she lifts up and then sinks back down, her confidence growing.

"Like this?" she asks, her voice breathy.

"God yeah, baby," I rasp against her lips. "Ride my cock just like that. Take what you need."

She whimpers, her head falling back as she grinds against me, riding me until I swear I feel her in my fucking soul. "Dalton," she moans, her ass landing against my lap with every bounce. "You feel so good inside me. So big, so deep."

I roll her dark nipples between my fingers, pinching just hard enough to make her whimper. "These were for my hands, my mouth. I'm going to suck on them for hours, Tempest. Bite and tease until you're begging me to let you come."

"Please," she whines, arching into my touch. "I need…"

I smirk up at her. "Tell me what you need, Tempest. Let me hear all those filthy desires spilling from your sweet lips."

Her cheeks flush, her teeth sinking into her lip as she rocks faster, riding me harder. "I need you to fuck me, Dalton. I need you so deep I forget my own name."

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