by Peyton Banks
A shaky smile came over her face as her legs widened. Settling in between, Nico knew if there was a heaven on earth, it was right here in between Vini’s thighs. Taking his time, he pressed the tip of his dick inside her tight sheath. Releasing a hiss as her body continued to pulse and shiver from her orgasm, he paused to give himself a moment.
Grabbing one leg, he raised the limb and placed it over his shoulder. Opening her body to him further, he sank inside a few more inches. “Oh yeah. That’s it right there. What I’ve missed all this time.” Leaning down, he captured her lips in a hard kiss. Her channel opened even further as he pressed inside, stroking softly. Maybe his injury wasn’t such a bad thing. It forced him to make slow love to Vini, rather than taking her hard and fast.
They could savor this a bit more. Enjoy the sensation of his dick sinking inside her wet channel. Removing his lips from hers, he looked down at the woman he planned to spend the rest of his life with. His heart overflowed. He didn’t think he could love her any more than he already did, until this very moment.
Her eyes were glossed over. Mumbles and moans were the only sounds coming from her lips. Soft hands rubbed along his chest, neck, and face. One soft leg was wrapped around his waist, using what little strength she had left, to pull him closer. Turning his head toward the leg resting on his shoulder, he kissed the soft skin of her inner thigh.
Using a pace that didn’t quicken or lessen, he drew out their lovemaking for as long as he could. Sweat dripped from his face onto her body, and it made his desire soar even higher. That he could want her even more while he was already balls-deep in her body, amazed him. She’d cast some type of spell over him.
A siren. Only she wouldn’t lead him to his death but would resurrect him from the depths of hell.
The sudden clenching of her channel around his thick shaft wrenched a low growl from his throat. Vini’s moans became louder, and her nails clawed against his skin. “Oh, Nico. I’m gonna cum again. This feels so good. You make me feel so good.”
Taking longer strokes, he pulled out until just the mushroomed head of his cock was left inside. Slamming back inside, he felt the tip of his cock press against the entrance of her cervix. Her scream of pleasure / pain turned him the fuck on. His dick thickened as he continued stroking deep and strong inside her body. Bending one leg, he straightened his arms, lifting is upper body from hers. The increased leverage gave him even more power. Increased clenching around his cock told him his woman was close.
“That’s it, Baby. Come on Daddy’s dick.” After a particularly hard thrust, she tried to pull away, relieve the pressure. “Oh no. That’s not gonna work at all.” Pulling out, he ignored her look of indignation. Turning her over, she got on all fours. “Ass up, Baby. I want you to give it all to me.”
Once she turned over, he pressed a hand to her back, forcing her head down to the mattress. With something akin to reverence and worship, he rubbed his hands over her plump dark brown ass. Vini had an hourglass figure that drove him crazy with need. Leaning over to kiss one cheek, then the other, he smiled when she murmured low.
“That’s right. This is what I need.” Surging back inside her gushing channel, they both released a loud groan as they picked up right where they left off. On all fours in the middle of their bed, her smooth back arched as he pounded inside her. He wrapped her long hair around his hand, lifting her upper body, pulling her head back, her neck stretched. Kissing her roughly on the mouth, he fucked her harder and harder. The slow lovemaking had been great. But the demon inside him demanded more. Needed everything she had to give.
Screams of pleasure filled the bedroom as she begged for more. Pleaded with Nico to fuck her harder. And he gave her everything she was asking for, and then some. Pressing her head into the mattress, he went at her pussy with everything he had. Deeper. Harder. Using one hand, he smacked the juicy flesh of her ass. She pulled away, the sting catching her by surprise.
“Don’t you run away from me. You take everything I give you. Now I want you to cum for me, Sweetheart. Gimme that gushy juice all over this big dick.” He continued thrusting, the feeling almost becoming too much for him to hold back. “This dick missed you, Sweetheart. Never gonna be away from you again. You’re the only one who can take all Daddy’s dick.”
“Yes,” she moaned in response.
“You’re mine, Lavinia Mitchell,” he whispered. At that exact moment, he felt Vini clench around him like a vice grip as she flew off the cliff. A guttural scream released from her throat as she went past the edge of reason and time, riding waves of back-arching pleasure in his sturdy arms.
“I love you!” she said, short of breath, straining, and whimpering from the release.
“And don’t you ever forget that shit again,” he whispered back, kissing her softly.
9
Lavinia
“That was a beautiful wedding. I can’t believe Max had it in him to get married. And Kiana is pretty damn cool. I’m glad I finally have a sister.”
Vini slipped off her shoes as she and Nico walked into their home. He’d been silent ever since the reception, and she wasn’t sure what was going on. Things had been going well for them over the past month. They’d talked more about the loss of their baby, which was still very difficult for Vini to put into words. While the doctors said she should have no issues with getting pregnant again, just the thought of it scared her.
“Yeah, it was nice. Big Mama and Mama Bishop went all out for this,” he said in a distracted voice as they made their way upstairs.
Once they got to their bedroom, she took off her dress, hanging it up and placing it on the side of the closet designated for the cleaners. Looking over her shoulder, she caught Nico staring at her with an odd look on his face. Glancing down at her body, she wondered if something was wrong. “Nico, why are you staring at me like that?”
After a few more moments, he shook his head, as if to clear away the cobwebs. “Do you ever feel cheated? I didn’t give you the big wedding, or the public declaration. Is that why you questioned my commitment to you?”
His question caught her by surprise. Her heart began racing due to the sudden bout of adrenaline coursing through her veins. She’d never once spoken about her feelings on this. When they’d gotten married, she’d agreed with what he wanted because she’d honestly thought it was the best plan. Things were so hot and heavy back then. The streets were constantly gunning for the three of them. She was as much in the dark underbelly of the business, as Nico was.
It made sense. At the time.
If she were to really think about when the insecurities began to increase, it was before she’d gotten pregnant and lost the baby. It was the knowledge that Nico could never wear his wedding band, even though it sat in their jewelry box on top of their dresser. That when she was introduced to his business colleagues, it was never as his wife, but as his woman or girlfriend, or even his lady.
That lack of public acknowledgment had begun to seep under her skin. She never thought she was a selfish person, but the longer they had to keep hidden, the more she questioned why he’d married her in the first place. Maybe now was the time to ask.
“Let me ask you something. And this isn’t to start a fight. I really want you to think about the question.” Gazing at him from the closet, she slipped her satin, thigh-length robe over her arms and shoulders, then tied the belt at her waist.
“What do you need to ask me? It won’t start a fight. Not tonight,” he said, stepping out of his own shoes before pulling his shirt from his pants.
“Why did you marry me?”
Sighing, he shook his head. “Vini, baby…”
“No, listen to me for just a second,” she came over to sit next to him on the bench at the end of their bed. “You asked me if I felt cheated that I didn’t have the public wedding and commitment that Max gave Kiana. Before I answer that, I want to know why you married me. The truth.”
Nico sat there for a few minutes. His gaze going from her to the
ground as he thought about her question. After a while, he began to speak. “I didn’t like the way others were starting to look at you differently.”
“Meaning,” she prodded.
Shifting in his seat, he began to look nervous. “Vini, I don’t know why you’re asking me this.”
“Because I think if we’d had this conversation five years ago, it could have prevented some of the bullshit we’re going through.”
“So, you’re back to questioning why I married you? If I really love you?”
She could tell he was getting frustrated, which she didn’t want. If everything went the way she wanted tonight, they’d be in a better place. Able to move forward and put all this behind them. Together, the two of them were amazing. When they were fractured like this, things didn’t work as well between the two of them. It caused issues on the streets and others began to question what was happening within their dynamic. Not being aligned caused too much potential for danger. They had to stop this, and they needed to get it right.
“No, Baby. I know you love me. You love me just as much as I love you, of that I’m positive. But I want you to answer my question.” Standing from the bench, she began to remove her bra and underwear. Maybe she could entice him to answer her questions a little faster. “Have you thought of that reason yet?”
Closing his eyes, he stood in front of her, his hands on his hips. Licking her lips, she admired the man in all his great glory.
“There was chatter on the street that because I hadn’t wife’d you up, that you were fair game. That even though you were my main lady—and only lady, I might add—others could try to make a play for you to get back at me. A wife is off-limits, but a girlfriend could be played and discarded. People were making plans to try and take you, use you to get to me. I couldn’t allow that to happen. I wasn’t going to risk someone approaching you, offering you things you felt I hadn’t given you. The possibility of losing you tore me up. It wasn’t something I was willing to risk.”
That wasn’t what she expected to hear. Standing naked in the middle of their bedroom, she had no words for what he’d just told her. Some parts of what he said pissed her off. Other parts made her heart grow big.
“Let me get this right. Based on some ‘word on the street’ that someone was planning to use me against you, you decided the best approach was to marry me? Is that right? In a secret ceremony only two other people knew about. And you did this to prevent some hypothetical man from enticing me away from you? Even though no one actually knows we’re married, you thought that would solve the problem?” Flabbergasted wasn’t a strong enough word to explain how she felt right now.
“No, that wasn’t all.” He’d removed his shirt, so he stood only in his tuxedo slacks. “I just…just…I couldn’t risk losing you to another man,” he almost yelled. Running one hand over his short blond hair, he began pacing. “No. It was more than that. This world changes by the day. Hell, by the minute. There was this feeling I had when all that chatter began. That if something happened to me, you’d be left unprotected. Sure, Max would always take care of you, but you would have nothing of mine to protect you.”
“Nico…”
“No, let me finish. If I left this world, I wanted you to have the protection of my name. I needed you to be Mrs. Lavinia Mitchell. Nothing would be held back. All the money in my bank accounts, all my legitimate business holdings, stocks, everything. You’re the only person who should have all the wealth I’ve spent my entire life building.”
“Baby, you could have given that to me without marrying me. I loved you without the ceremony and marriage certificate. No matter what, I would have been yours until death did we part. Nothing, and no one, could have pulled me away from you.” Approaching him, she rested her hands on his chest. “Those rumors were just that. Rumors. No one would have dared approach me, Nico. They knew who had my loyalty. I’d be more likely to put a bullet in their brain than to ever betray you or turn to another man.” Grabbing his face with her hands, she tilted his head down, forcing him to look into her eyes. “I’m not that easy to get rid of.”
“There are still things to be done. I’m not leaving the business anytime soon. Now that Max’s wedding is over and I’m fully healed, we still need to handle the guys that shot me. Things don’t seem to calm down the more time passes. It only gets more dangerous.”
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her naked body flush against his. Dipping his head, he pressed his lips against hers. She moaned low in her throat, adjusting her arms to wrap them around his neck.
“And I know you can handle everything that’s coming your way.” Standing on her toes, she captured his lips with hers again, pouring all the love she felt for him into that kiss. Her tongue delved into his mouth, taking the lead. His hands grabbed at her ass, lifting her slightly and pressing her core against the bulge in his pants. Pulling away slightly to take in some air, she bit at his bottom lip, rubbing her tongue across the flesh.
“You’re pushing it, Sweetness. Are we done talking? Right now, all I can think about is my dick sinking inside your body.”
Smiling at him, she shook her head. “Looks like one of us is overdressed.” Motioning to his pants, she stepped back from him as he made quick work of unbuckling his belt, unlatching his pants, and dropping his slacks and boxer briefs to the ground in under three seconds.
“Done. Come over here.”
Switching her hips as she walked slowly over to him, she yelped in surprise as he lifted her and walked over to their bed. Lying her down gently, he came over top of her, his body cradled in the warmth of her thighs. “Vini, I married you because even the prospect of not having you in my life was enough to make me want to kill. In my mind, you were always my wife. You were always the woman by my side.”
Shaking his head, he leaned down to kiss the side of her neck, biting her earlobe in the process. Vini moaned as the sting went straight to her pleasure spot. She could feel her channel slickening with desire.
“I can be a very stupid man at times, and I will live the rest of my days apologizing for my actions six months ago. But the one thing I’ll never risk is losing you.” As he spoke, he adjusted his body, the large head of his cock dipped into her pussy, causing her to arch and moan. “Yes, baby, that’s it. This is how we’ll always be together. Promise you’ll never doubt my love for you again.”
She nodded while trying to press him deeper. “More, Nico.” Stilling his body, he withdrew a little. Her eyes popped open. “What the hell? Go deeper, Nico,” she practically yelled.
“Not until you promise me. No one should be able to pull us apart again.”
Vini knew the words were important, but she also needed him inside her. He was torturing her, holding back, when all she wanted was to be filled. Looking into his eyes, she saw that his gaze was serious and unwavering. He needed the words. “I promise, Nico. I’ll never doubt your love for me. I know what I mean to you. Your turn. Promise me that we’ll no longer hide who we are together. I want the world to know that I belong to you, in all ways. I don’t need the big wedding, but I do need you to be proud to have me as your wife.”
A smile came over his face as he resumed pressing his thick length inside her body. She gasped as he filled her. They both moaned in ecstasy at the sensation.
“You, Lavinia Mitchell, are the one thing in my life I’ve always been proud of. I’ll shout that shit from the tallest rooftop if that’ll make you happy.”
Leaning down, Nico captured her lips in a deep kiss as he began fucking her into the bed. She could hear the sound of their bodies slapping together. Her wetness allowed his thick cock to slide in her body. Both her legs were now thrown over his shoulders as he claimed her pussy. He was so deep, her only thought was how to make this last. “Oh, Nico. Feels so good. Please. More.”
“You can have it all. Everything. I. Am. Is. Yours. My love. My soulmate. My broken angel.”
Vini screamed and moaned as Nico continued loving her until
the wee hours of the morning. Only when he’d wrung out every orgasm she had in her body, did he finally let her rest. Even then, she snuggled a bit closer to him as she fell into a deep sleep. Her last thoughts before falling under The Sandman’s spell brought a smile to her face. ‘Maybe he’ll rest up and give me some more before breakfast in the morning.’ Giggling softly as she fell into dreamland, she whispered, “God, Vini, you’re such a slut for your husband.”
10
Nico
“How’s married life treating you?”
Max smiled as he sat across from Nico. Sighing, he stretched his legs out in front of him, and crossed his ankles. “It’s treating me good. Then again, with Kiana, life is always good.” His gaze tracked around the house, he smiled. “How are things going with you and Vini?”
It would be easy to say everything was fine, but that wouldn’t be the whole story. While he and Vini were trying to get back to normal, there were still some issues lingering in the air. Something would have to give sooner or later.
There was another issue standing in their way and he wasn’t sure how to address it. Sure, he could force the issue, but he didn’t want to take that step. At least, not just yet. She hadn’t been to the club with him yet, and he needed to get her there. Every time he asked her to come with him, she declined. Usually with the excuse that she saw no need for her to go there unless something was going down. But Nico knew better. He had a feeling she still felt others would be judging her. Thinking about that horrible incident months ago. Wondering if she’d lost her hold on Nico.
Not that anyone would say anything out loud to either of them. No. They knew better than to do that. His temper, and Vini’s, was well known in all their circles. However, that didn’t mean the snide looks and low laughter wouldn’t be seen and heard. He wanted Vini by his side at the club, but knew it could be asking for trouble.
