Oh, wow. Biting her lip as she eyed his muscular body, she shook her head. Just looking at his chiseled body was enough to give her a mini-orgasm. Lean, corded muscles rippled as he approached the bed. His silk boxers did nothing to hide his arousal, and she couldn’t help staring at the tip of his cock peeking out behind the elastic waist. She had to find a way out of this room before she threw herself at him and demanded that he ease the ache building between her thighs. “Devil, this won’t change anything,” she denied as he neared, his blue eyes darkening like a storm on the sea. He looked like the predator he was - big and hungry for the taste of flesh. Her flesh. “We already know that you can make me want you. It’s a physiological response that I can’t do anything about. Believe me, I’ve tried. When all is said and done, though, we’re still going to be incompatible together.”
“Take off your clothes before I rip them off, Molly,” Devil replied silkily, not bothering to acknowledge her argument. “The outfit is pretty; I’d hate to ruin it.”
Blinking, Molly tilted her head. She couldn’t have heard him correctly. Had he really just threatened to rip off her clothes? “What did you just say?” she balked as he reached the edge of the bed and stared down at her with glittering eyes.
“Strip or I’m going to strip you,” he demanded in a low voice. “If I do it, your clothes may not be salvageable, and you’ll walk out of here naked.”
Molly’s jaw dropped. Devil had always been bossy, but he was taking the words “power play” to a whole new level today, and her heart thundered in response. It was hot. Panty-sizzling, pussy-melting HOT. Suddenly, she wanted to push him - wanted to know what it felt like when he lost his vaunted control.
“No, not happening” she denied cheekily, knowing what that one word would do to an alpha male like him. She shook her head as she began to crawl toward the other side of the bed. She heard his low growl a second before she felt him latch his hands around her squirming hips and pull her back to his chest. His thick cock prodded her ass as his hands tightened around her waist, and the weight of his body behind her pushed her into the mattress.
Devil’s lips attacked her neck, nipping and sucking as one of his hands moved to her blouse. “I warned you,” he rasped against her ear, gripping the fabric and yanking it open.
Molly heard several buttons pop as he wrenched her silk blouse open and palmed her breast through the lace of her bra, squeezing and releasing the swollen flesh. Arching her back as she tried to push her breast more firmly into his hand, her ass rubbed against his burgeoning cock. “Devil!” Molly moaned as his tongue swirled around the hollow where her shoulder met her neck and his hand released the clasp of her bra, her breasts spilling into his waiting hands.
Molly groaned again as he captured the swollen nubs of her nipples between his fingers, pinching and releasing the swollen flesh as his teeth raked her neck. “Oh, God,” she panted as his fingers twisted and rolled the sensitive flesh between his fingertips, sending a pulse of pure desire through her aching pussy. Every pull of his fingers made her wetter… needier, and her hips rolled against his straining dick. “Devil, please,” she begged, twisting her head against the bed to try and capture his lips with hers.
“I wanted to do this right,” Devil growled against her ear. “I tried to be honorable and wait for our wedding night, but you just had to keep pushing me away, didn’t you?” he asked in a raw voice, flipping her quickly to her back and capturing each of her wrists in his hands as she stared up at him, wide eyed and short of breath. “Now, I can’t wait. I need this. I need you,” he groaned, shifting her wrists to one of his hands and pinning her arms above her head as he bent to capture one strawberry nipple between his lips. “You’re like a drug. Once I get my mouth on you, I can’t control myself,” he mumbled around her breast, sucking and tugging at the hard nub of her nipple as he pulled the other sharply with his fingers. “I love your breasts. All plump and swollen for me,” he muttered, cupping the mounds in his warm palms as he licked the tips hungrily. “Your nipples are like ripe little berries just waiting to be plucked and tasted,” he breathed, nipping the tip of one hard peak with his teeth.
Molly tried to comprehend his words, but the white-hot pleasure of his lips and mouth on her was enough to short circuit her brain. She no longer even remembered her earlier argument. His tongue toyed with her tight, drawn nipples, licking and nibbling as he shifted from one heavy breast to the other. Whimpering as his teeth closed around one turgid nub, she bucked her hips underneath him as the slight hint of pain mingled with overwhelming need. She felt her juices sliding from her pussy, coating her thighs as she squeezed them together and tried to relieve some of the pressure building in her core.
“Fuck,” Devil rasped, dragging his tongue down her rounded belly and swirling it around her belly button as he gripped the waist of her skirt. With one hard twist of his wrist, he rent the insubstantial fabric and tore it from her body. Tossing it carelessly over his shoulder, he groaned low and deep as his eyes went to the red thong she wore. Barely a wisp of lace covering her swollen folds, it was already damp with evidence of her need. “These should be illegal,” he rumbled, toying with the hem of her barely-there panties. “I never imagined my Molly wearing anything so naughty,” he said with a faint smile as he ran his knuckle along her covered swollen lips, pulling a whimper from her throat as she lifted her hips against his hand. “I want to see you in these every day.”
“I haven’t had time to do laundry,” Molly whined, struggling to breathe as his knuckle continued rubbing her in all the right places. “These were all that was left in my underwear drawer.”
“Then I don’t think you should ever do laundry again,” he replied in a low voice, capturing her lips for a torrid kiss as he hooked his finger through the thong and gave the material a forceful tug. Lifting his mouth from hers, he gazed down her body and licked his lips when his eyes reached her puffy folds. “You have the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever seen, Molly,” he breathed, dropping his hand to slide his fingers over her wet nether lips.
Molly’s head moved restlessly against the bed as his fingers rubbed and teased. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned when his thumb drew a slow circle around her clit, nudging the bundle of nerves centered at the apex of her core gently. “Devil, that feels so good,” she breathed, lifting her hip to try and get his thumb to return to that magical spot.
“That’s because I know your body, baby,” Devil whispered against her cheek, watching as her eyelashes fluttered when his thumb stroked her throbbing bud again lightly. “It belongs to me. It all belongs to me now, Molly,” he proclaimed in a deep, seductive voice as he nipped her chin with his teeth. “These beautiful lips,” he murmured with his mouth hovering above hers, “are mine.” His tongue licked her full lower lip before pulling it between his own lips and sucking gently. Pressing kisses down her neck, he reached her heaving breasts. “These gorgeous tits…they’re mine, too, aren’t they?” he asked, nipping each nipple with a sharp tug of his teeth. Smiling when Molly’s breath hitched and she trembled beneath his weight, he slid his lips over her soft stomach. “And this pussy? This scorching hot, tight-as-hell little pussy… it’s very definitely mine to love, isn’t it, Molly?” he asked, slowly sweeping his tongue through her slit.
Molly shuddered when his lips pursed over her clit and drew it between his lips. The light brush of his tongue over that sensitive button was enough to pull a low cry from her lips as her fingers dove into his dark hair and her nails raked his scalp. His low hum of approval vibrated against her tense bud and the sensation the sound produced pierced her soul. “Devil!” she screamed hoarsely as his tongue began to alternate between licking her from top to bottom and lashing cruelly against her clit. He was driving her crazy, pushing her to the edge, only to pull her back at the last conceivable moment. No man had ever been able to make her this desperate – not that she had that many experiences with which to compare him. She just knew in her heart that no man other than him would be ab
le to make her feel this gloriously alive.
Devil continued his gentle assault on her delectable core, nipping her pouty pink folds with his teeth as he slid two fingers deep inside her, pumping in and out in steady rhythm. Groaning as her steaming channel sucked at his fingers, he ate at her clit, nipping and swirling his tongue against the engorged bud until she thrashed against the bed.
Molly moaned as her back arched off the bed, and he chuckled darkly between her splayed thighs. He tasted her as though he couldn’t get enough, and her body throbbed when he lifted his head to stare up her body into her eyes. “No, don’t stop,” she whimpered, so desperate for her orgasm that she would have been willing to sell her soul to the Devil if he hadn’t already held it in the palm of his hand. “You can’t leave me this way!” she begged as his fingers slipped from her body and he moved to kneel between her thighs. His sexy body gleamed with sweat as he pulled his cock from his boxers and stroked it with his hand. “Devil, please!” she begged, reaching her hand toward him as she tried to sit up on the bed.
Splaying one hand against her stomach, he held her in place as he stroked his throbbing dick. Slick with his pre-cum, it slid smoothly through his fist, and he wanted nothing more than to bury his length inside her tight pussy and fuck her until all her doubts dissolved into mist. First, however, he needed her to concede that she belonged to him. He needed to hear those words from her swollen pink lips. “You want my cock, baby?” he asked huskily, feeling her eyes hungrily watching him as he slid his fist firmly up and down his thick stem. “Do you want me inside you, Molly?” he asked as he stretched out beside her on the bed.
Chapter Forty-Six
“Yes!” Her declaration was passionate and loud in the otherwise quiet bedroom. “You know I do!” she moaned, turning on her side and reaching for his heavy cock with an eager hand.
Capturing her wrist with one hand, he shook his head as he kept his other hand moving steadily against his aching member. “Then admit that you belong to me,” he demanded tightly. “Show me that you’re mine.”
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched him stroke himself again, twisting his wrist when he reached the head of his penis. “H-how?” she asked faintly, unable to tear her eyes away from his beautifully hard cock as she licked her lips.
“How do you show me?” she heard him ask, his voice deep and hypnotic, mesmerizing her as she held her breath and waited for him to speak.
Lifting a hand to caress her smooth cheek, Devil smiled wickedly. Bending one knee, he pulled Molly over him to lie between his legs. “You can start by saying that you’ll be my wife,” he challenged her as he drew the remains of her silk shirt and bra down her arms and dropped it over the side of the bed. “Admit you want to be my wife, Molly.”
“Devil, you don’t understand,” Molly mumbled, dropping her eyes to stare at his chest.
“I understand that some insensitive bitch said some things to hurt you today. She said something that obviously made you doubt marrying me. I don’t know what it was. I don’t need to know what it was. What you need to know is that nothing she said… nothing anyone could say will convince me that we’re not doing the right thing.”
“For Nana,” Molly acknowledged softly without lifting her eyes. “I get it.”
“Yes, for Nana,” Devil confirmed with a nod as he watched her shuttered face. “But not just for Nana. Molly, you’re in my arms, naked. That’s not for Nana. She might have been the catalyst for what’s developed between us, but the chemistry… that was always there. Nana has nothing to do with the fact that I’m hard as a rock for you right now,” he explained gently as his hand slid up and down the smooth skin of her back. “That’s all you. That’s what you’re able to do to me. Don’t let some jealous bitch that doesn’t even know you or me ruin what’s been happening between us. You’d hate to see me ruin some young woman’s life for being an idiot, wouldn’t you? I probably wouldn’t feel all that great about it, but if her flapping jaw costs me the woman I want…”
“Deborah isn’t that bad,” Molly replied with a sigh, finally lifting her gaze to his. “She just made a lot of assumptions based on the gossip that’s been circulating about us. You wouldn’t go after her for that.”
“Try me,” Devil challenged, tightening his arms around Molly as he stared into her emerald eyes. “I’ve destroyed people’s careers for a hell of a lot less.”
Pursing her lips, Molly frowned. “You’re overreacting.”
“So are you,” Devil whispered, shifting one hand to cradle her cheek. “Aren’t you?”
“Maybe,” Molly admitted grudgingly, shifting against his body as she shrugged. “I hate being the subject of gossip. Sue me.”
Lifting his head from the pillow, Devil captured Molly’s lips for a slow, wet kiss, sucking her lower lip before slipping past her parted lips to brush his tongue against hers. Smiling against her mouth, he brushed his thumb against her cheek. “I could, you know. Sue you. Breach of promise is a serious offense. I could claim irreparable harm to my psyche,” he murmured between slow nibbles of her lips.
“You are so full of shit, Devil Delancy. You were crazy as a loon long before I got involved in your life.” Molly giggled as his hand landed against her ass. “Devil!” she admonished, smacking his chest in retribution as his warm hand rubbed the abused cheek of her ass.
“Don’t misbehave and you won’t get spanked,” he offered with a smug grin as she glared at him. “Now, tell me that you’ve forgotten this business about calling off our wedding. Unless you want to break my heart, Nana’s heart, and don’t even get me started on what your mother would do.”
“That’s low. You’d use my own momma against me?”
“I’ll do whatever I have to do to keep you, Molly,” Devil replied truthfully, not feeling a bit guilty about it.
“You know you aren’t exactly getting a bargain here, right? I’m stubborn and temperamental. I don’t like sharing, and I hog the covers, too,” Molly muttered, chewing her lower lip.
“Molly, I’m aware of your so-called faults. I’ve been around since you were born, remember? And I don’t feel like I’m getting a bargain here. I’m taking the prize even if I have to steal her. Haven’t you learned yet that I always get what I want?”
“Egotistical jerk.”
“Hey, I’m willing to overlook your faults. You’ll have to see your way past a few of mine, too.” He winked at her as his hand trailed over the swell of her ass. “I have my strengths, too. Tell me that you’re mine and I’ll show you my biggest one,” he offered, thrusting gently against her and pulling a startled gasp from her lips when his cock probed her swollen folds.
“Are you trying to seduce the answer you want out of me, Devil?” Molly moaned as he rocked against her slick pussy again.
“Whatever it takes, baby,” he growled against her neck, gently biting at the hollow between her throat and shoulder. “Tell me, Molly,” he demanded against her ear as his hand tightened on the curve of her ass and shifted her over his cock.
“You aren’t playing fair, Devil!” Molly groaned as he teased her with the feel of his swollen manhood.
“First, I’m not playing at all, darlin’,” Devil informed her huskily, nipping at one of her stiffened nipples with his teeth. “And second, I’ve learned that the only fair fight is the one you lose. I make it a point to avoid losing at all costs, sweetheart,” he added with a slow smile as he plucked her other nipple playfully. “What’s it gonna be, Molly? Who do you belong to?”
“You!” Molly whimpered as the ache inside her built to unbearable heights. “God help you, but I’m yours,” she moaned, wrapping one hand around his neck and pulling his mouth toward hers.
Finally satisfied that he’d managed to solidify the foundation that their marriage would be built upon, Devil slammed his mouth against Molly’s and rolled her until he hovered above her body with her long legs gripping his waist. Her tongue met his frantically, tangling with his in an erotic dance that n
either of them wanted to end.
Forcing her mouth away from his, Molly shook her head. She’d be damned if he got his own way without giving her something in return. He might hold the keys to her heart, but she’d be damned if her engine would turn over without some serious negotiation. “Oh, no. I’m not the only one that’s going to have to make some concessions here, Dev,” she insisted, shoving at his broad shoulders until he rolled back over on the bed and she shifted to straddle him. Planting one trim leg on either side of his body, she braced her hands against his solid chest and stared down at him.
“Well, since you’re giving me everything I want by agreeing to be my wife, I can’t imagine there’s much I’d deny you, babe,” Devil replied huskily, his gaze soft on her determined face.
“Oh, this isn’t about what you would deny me, Devil,” Molly returned, bending her head to drop a kiss against the center of his chest. “It’s about what I’m going to take from you,” she whispered, dragging her tongue down the center of his belly until her lips hovered just above his straining cock.
Groaning as he felt her hot breath fanning his groin, Devil buried a hand in Molly’s tussled hair. She looked like a siren as she blew against the mushroom tip of his dick, her wanton gaze meeting his as she smiled a slow seductive smile. “Make your demand, vixen,” he ordered roughly as her tongue snuck past her parted lips to swipe at his aching staff.
Dragging her tongue underneath the flared head of his cock, Molly hummed happily when she heard Devil hiss in a deep breath. “All in good time,” she murmured a second before she flicked her tongue wickedly against the drop of cum that had accumulated at the tip of his penis.
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