One far wall boasts a collection of sex toys—whips, flogs, chains, handcuffs, blindfolds, ropes. Everything and anything imaginable. I catch Livvie’s jaw drop at the display.
Then she looks around. “I thought you said people could see us. All the windows are opaque.”
“In this room, yes. It’s less of a distraction for us. People can see in but we can’t see out.”
“Oh,” she says. “But they’re there.”
“Yes, my little vixen. They’ll see me fuck you senseless. They’ll see me feast on that sweet pussy until you scream. They’ll watch that beautiful pussy bob on my cock. They’re gonna see it all.”
A slow smile lifts her lips. She slides the straps of her dress down over her shoulders, then lets the fabric slip to the floor and pool around her feet. She stands in front of me in a black strapless bra and matching lacy G-string. I walk over to where she stands against the back of a couch and her legs fall open, beckoning me.
I undo my pants, lower my zipper, and pull my rock-hard cock out, the precum already beading on the head. She’s gorgeous, breathtaking, and I’ll always have this image of heretched deep into my memory, something I can always remember even if she hates me for the destruction I’ll cause.
I unhook her bra and slide her panties down her thighs. I pull them off one leg at a time until her bare pussy is on display.
Pushing a finger into her, I lower myself to my knees, licking a path from my hand to her ass, tonguing her pussy and making her scream, her entire body shaking in response. I do it again and again, fingering her at the same time, and she moans, the sound so fucking sweet.
She loved the symphony, but it’s nothing compared to this music.
I pull my hand free and carry her over to the bed set up in the center of the room. After placing her in the middle, I drag my fingers down the front of her abdomen, taking her tits in my mouth one at a time and flicking the nipples hard enough with my teeth that she screams out. I reach for her pussy again, driving my fingers deep.
She clamps down on my fingers, pulling and squeezing and tugging.
“Oh my God,” she cries out. “Fuck me, Kingston.”
Pulling my fingers free, I wrap them around my cock and pump it, then shove her thighs farther apart. I run the head against her hot wet slit and she moans, thrusting her hips high.
“Naughty girl. You love this. You love knowing everyone out there is watching you take your husband’s big fat cock in your pussy.”
“Yes,” she rasps, her hand gripping me tight.
I straighten and strip down therest of the way until we’re both naked. The hunger in her gaze makes my entire body throb. “Like what you see?”
“Yes. You know I do.”
“Good, because I fucking love what I see. You are perfection, wife.”
I rise up over her and line myself up with her pussy. And then I push into her. She’s so tight. Christ, the first time we fucked it was hot hate sex but it was over too damn fast. I won’t make that mistake this time.
I wrap my arm around her, sliding it beneath her as I pull out. Then I drive deep, my cock stretching her wide. Her walls close tight around me like a glove, her legs clamped around my hips. I drive into her, again and again and again, harder, deeper until she’s screaming for release.
But I want more. I roll her so she’s on top of me. Her thighs tighten around me and she rides me hard, swallowing my cock and clenching her muscles with every push and pull. I flip her again, pressing her back into the mattress.
She tugs my hair, digging her fingers against my scalp, sucking me in. I attack her mouth in a violently passionate kiss, devouring her like she’s dinner.
I’ve never felt anything like this before. It’s more than sex, more than need, more than possession. It’s electric, an all-consuming force, and it’s wrapped around me tight, driving me deeper, harder, until we’re climbing to that ultimate rush of release.
On my back again, her long hair brushes my skin when I circle her hips over me. She milks my cock with every thrust into her, dragging her pussy lips to the head of my dick and then sinking all the way down again.
We come hard. Her screams pierce the stillness as sheclenches down on me, over and over again. Waves of euphoria ripple through me. I grip her hips, grinding her clit against my cock as I erupt into her.
A low growl rumbles deep within my chest, and I can’t focus on anything except my undoing…
And hers.
But when she collapses on top of me, her body pressed against mine, her face nestled against my neck, I realize there’s a lot more at stake than just my future as the head of the Viacava family.
“Wow,” she breathes, her eyelashes fluttering against my skin. “Was that, like, ridiculously hot, or is it just me?”
