Serina Accardi had everything, and wanted for nothing. Her brother gave her whatever she desired, but kept the parts of her destined world out of her reach.
Until she lost everything in one night to a man who's eyes looks like the devils wrath.
Th...
The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you
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Serina POV
We didn't even end up making it to our own wedding reception.
"I'm done sharing you" He had said as he swerved onto the highway that led to nowhere in particular, His hand holding mine, smoothing his finger over its crisp metal of the ring while his other gripped onto the wheel in a relaxed grasp. I breathed out, the buzz of adrenaline and pure utter euphoria was rushing though me. Love was radiating from ever pore of my skin.
I was fucking happy. Happy driving down this road with him. Happy just to be with him. A part of me knows he'd avoided the reception out of fear, or whatever fear he was capable of . It'd be wide open, lots of people, drunk people, anything could happen, and I knew he didn't want me anywhere near it. Even it it was our wedding reception.
But fuck being predictable anyways. I bet no one would think we'd not show up to our own marriage celebration. Because who the fuck would do that, well except for us.
The tires burnt streaks into the pavement as he spun around a corner like a madman, making me squeal lowly and laugh breathlessly, my breath hitching with each sharp turn.
His eyes turned to me, as if transfixed by the sound. His hand moving from my hand to my covered thigh. Squeezing it, gripping hard onto the inside of my thigh, sending a roll of heat through my core.
I wanted him to touch me. I want my husband to touch me, and I want him to be the last person to ever do so.
I didn't even noticed that I widened my legs at his touch, his smirk turning into a predatory glint "Your body is so sensitive." He mocked, just to edge me on.
My sharp eyes turning his way, I move my hand overtop his and pull it off, his eyes switching from to road to me, searching my face but saying nothing.
With a smile I bend forward and grab the hem of my large dress and hike it up to my waist, just enough to expose my bare thighs and the garter belt I'd worn for him to take off.
With a smile I grab his hand and put it back onto my thigh, Dragging his hand up Till the garter around my thigh, was looped around his fingers.
"Serina."he growled steel jawed as his gaze bounced between the road and me.
"Yes?" I ask, blinking up at him at the same time I use my free hand and slide it down my body, down the front of my white lace panties.
With a hum I draw a circle around my clit, once, twice.
"Sparrow." He warned, though he licked his lips like he could hardly think of anything other than what I wanted to offer.
"Yes?" I purred, watching his grip on the wheel tighten until his knuckles were ghostly white. He kept glancing back between the road and my ham between my legs.
