Chapter 42

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Despite the tingles running up and down my spine, I propped myself up on my elbows, looking at his side. "But, Vaughan, your injur--"

"Shh." He leaned down until I could feel his breath at the side of my face. "The pain's nothing compared to the one in here." He thrust into me, rubbing his swollen shaft against my throbbing clit.

A moan escaped me and that seemed to set him off.

Quickly his gaze turned frenzied yellow, a seething need burning in them. In one motion, he fisted the material of my dress and tore it off clean from my body.

He eye-fucked me, his voice coming out strained as he ran a possessive gaze over me, "Have waited so long."

I shivered under his burning gaze, clad in just my bra and a thong that was quickly getting soaked with my arousal.

He growled out, "I will wait no more."

My bra came off and he lowered his head to my puckered nipples, his hot breath fanning against the sensitive buds. I arched up, needing to feel his mouth on them. "Please..." I whimpered.

With a growl, he cupped my breasts, roughly kneading while I let out ragged moans. Then he took a nipple into his hot mouth. "Vaughan!"

He sucked desperately, growling against my flesh as he took greedy pulls.

When he released it to lavish his attentions on the other one, a quick look at his eyes told me he was fast losing control.

He groaned low in his throat when he grazed his teeth along my swollen flesh. His other hand slid downwards.

My eyes flew open when his hand cupped my pussy.

Eyes holding mine intensely, he said. "Show me how wet you are, Hilda."

Shaking with desire, I slowly backed up against the headboard and spread my legs wide.

Masculine sounds broke out of his chest as he watched me shift my thong aside, displaying how wet I was.

Cold air hit my exposed lips, and with Vaughan's heated gaze down there, I seemed to grow wetter.

He bared his canines. "Fucking soaked." He sounded pleased.

He tore off my thong in one quick motion, and brought me into his hungry mouth. At the first long sweep of his wicked tongue along my swollen pussy, we released sharp moans.

"Vaughan! Yes!" I screamed like a wanton as he ate me.

He growled into my core, clutching my ass cheeks as I mindlessly rode his face. My senses were heightened, the smell of cinnamon and sweat becoming stronger in my nose, the feel of his mouth on my cunt driving me crazy.

Distantly I heard the sound of his clothes ripping, then he was hotly kissing my neck, roving his rough palms over my soft skin, abrading me, marking me.

His words came out clipped and broken as he sucked on my neck, "Wish I can... Make it. Slow and nice... For you--"

"It's okay--just...ah!" His fingers pried my lips open, stroking my pussy deeply. I clenched instinctively, willing him to put a finger in. When he continued to tease me, I panted, "Please!"

Swirling his tongue around a nipple, he said, "Please what?"

Oh he wanted to tease right now?! Sanity and focus fast slipping out of me, I snapped, dizzy with pleasure, "Please fuck me!"

He stroked faster. "Who do you belong to?"

"Stop!" I snapped angrily.

He stopped his torment on my clit.

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