Page 12 of Vows of Conviction


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All he did was laugh.And kiss me.“I'll give you one more chance to tell me the truth.And then I'm going to check for myself.”He lowered his voice and asked, “Did kissing Nick excite you?”

Gosh.

His voice.

His words.

My head was swimming.

“Now, Francesca.Answer me.Now.Or there will be consequences.”His hand slid to my ass and squeezed.

I felt a deep shiver run through me.Because I liked that.

And I loved Stefan's consequences.But I also loved doing what he asked me to do.

I loved pleasing him.

“Yes,” I said quietly.

“Yes, what?”Stefan asked firmly.He wanted me to spell it out for him.

“Kissing Nick excited me,” I told my husband the truth.I told him—that I'd gotten off on kissing his best friend.

Stefan didn't appear to mind.Not one bit.

His lips quirked up into a grin.“Good,” he breathed out.“That makes me happy.”His lips touched mine softly.“I want to feel how much.”One hand left my behind and slipped under my skirt.“Open your legs for me, Francesca.”

I did what he asked.His fingers wandered between my thighs and dragged my wet panties to the side.

I gasped and held onto his shoulders as his finger entered me—easily.

Stefan chuckled to himself as he moved his finger in and out of me.“You told the truth.That makes me very happy.”In an instant, he pulled his finger out of me—and into his mouth.I watched as he sucked my wetness off his finger—savoring it.

“You are so perfect.”

And with that, he turned and walked out the same way Nick had gone.

Holy.

Cow.

That was a lot.

Somehow, I managed to continue with cleaning the kitchen.

Not long after, Carlo wandered in.He looked around.“Nobody's helping you clean up?What a bunch of assholes.”

I smiled and rinsed off one of the large bowls.“It's fine.There's not much left to do.”Which was a total lie.The kitchen looked like a bomb had gone off.But the thought of having Carlo alone with me in the kitchen—or alone anywhere for that matter—made me feel kind of weird.

I'd seen the man naked.And I'd watched him fuck his best friend's wife.

As I touched myself while I watched them.

And Carlo had no idea.

And he never would.

But of course, he started helping me.