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She shrugs and clears her throat, but her voice has a raspy note when she says, “You’re doing a great job making up for it now.”
Tácito lowers his head until their lips meet. She opens to him, a blooming flower to the sun’s gentle rays. Her surrender is beautiful to behold. She is a lethal weapon who can kill as easily as she breathes, paralyze with an easy strike, and live free from our bullshit. Yet she chooses to yield to us.
She may never admit to giving us this gift, but I hold her submission close to my heart.
I tap Tácito on the shoulder. “Let’s move this to the bed. And remember, don’t hold anything back from me. I want to hear how you both feel. When she wraps you in her wet heat and massages your dick until you can’t think straight.” I nibble Sloane’s earlobe and catch her low moan. “When he plumbs your depths, driving you higher and higher to a screaming end, I need to know it all.”
He nods and leads her by the hand to the rose-petal-covered bed. They kneel in the middle while I settle with my spine against the headboard, ready to test my control by facilitating their pleasure. The floral scent rises under me, enveloping me in the moment.
“Let’s begin.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Tácito
As I stare into the warm brown depths of Sloane’s beautiful eyes, gratitude and anticipation play havoc inside my body. My skin, sensitive to the warm puffs of air escaping her plush lips, prickle in expectation of her touch. My dick, engorged and ready for her sheathe, weeps pearly fluid. And my heart…the organ that has been hers all my life thuds her name within my chest.
I look toward Valentino with a question in my eyes.
“You want my permission to do something before we begin?”
I nod. I open my mouth to explain, but he slashes his hand in the air.
“Do what you need to do, amico mio.”
I place Sloane’s hand above my heart. “I couldn’t exchange vows with you earlier, so let me do so now. I, Tácito Sandoval, take you to be my wife and in turn give my life to you. This heart that beats beneath my chest beats only for you and is a testament to my fidelity, trust, and faith. I promise to love you the way you need, spoil you the way you deserve, patch you back together no matter how difficult the task, and devote my life to making your dreams a reality.”
A tear slips down Sloane’s cheek. “Tácito…I’ll never understand what miracle landed you in my life.” She clears her throat, raises her luminous eyes to mine, and rests my hand over her heart. “I’m so unprepared for this, but I’ll give it a shot.”
“That’s not necessary. I said what I said because I couldn’t keep my feelings bottled up inside any longer. Tell me how you feel when it’s right for you.”
“Now is the right time for me, though I probably won’t be as eloquent as you.” She takes a deep breath. Heat from her hand resting above my heart permeates my chest, causing my blood to slow and putting everything in hyper focus.
“I…I’m not worthy to have such a good man in my life, but I will hang onto you until my bones break and the flesh melts from my body. I will protect your heart and guard your life with all that I have to make sure we see a forever’s worth of sunrises. And though I can’t promise you’ll never have to patch me up in the future, I promise to fight to come back to you alive, no matter the obstacle.”
Each word she utters seals itself inside my heart. I lean down to kiss her when she giggles and rolls her eyes.
In answer to my upraised brow, she signs, “Valentino said, he’s given you enough leeway and that it’s pastime for me to pop your cherry.”
I ignore his levity and capture Sloane’s lips on a laugh. I can taste the joy on her lips and it fills my heart. This kiss starts off easy. A slow glide to separate the seam barring her tongue from exploration. A lick to taste her unique flavor. She breathes into my mouth, and instead of taking the opportunity to sink into her further, I back off.
There’s no need to rush. With Valentino in the driver’s seat, I’ll get the full banquet. Sloane peeks over to him, nods, then cups my face and stares me in the eyes. Banked flames of desire lick at her pupils. “For our first time, I want to be on top. Ride you nice and easy while watching your every expression. Do you want that, too?”
I nod slowly, deliberately. As if the world’s existence depends on my agreement. The truth is, I’d agree to take her or be taken by her in any position. But I appreciate Valentino’s insistence that we communicate. For one who keeps so many secrets, his demand that we be open and honest with each other here is refreshing.
My device pulses and I look to Valentino for my instructions.
“Tell her where you want her to touch you. How hard. What body parts. She’ll do the same for you.”
I return my focus to Sloane. “I want you to pinch and lick my nipples until I whimper with need for you.”
She reaches out to touch my chest, rubbing small circles around my pectoral muscles, teasing me with what is to come. She puts me out of purgatory when she gently pinches me for the first time.
“Your touch is like fuzzy electricity zinging through my body,” I moan.
The sting disappears quickly, leaving a throbbing need in its wake. As if she knows what my body needs, Sloane soothes the minor discomfort with her tongue, switching from one nipple to the next. My wicked goddess proceeds to suck harder and harder, alternating from one to the other until I whimper in helpless delight.
“Fuck, your mouth is amazing.” I clutch her shoulders so I don’t lose my balance.
