Men like Damianos had no need to make sure their wives enjoyed their sex life. Not when they were already paid for and unable to escape.
Pinning her arms to her sides once more, I moved into her slowly. Holding her eyes as I ran my tongue from her entrance to her clit in a slow glide. She moaned, shoving her hips up at me more firmly in an attempt to get more pressure as I kept the touch of my mouth against her soft. "What do you want, my beauty?" I murmured.
"More."
"Manners," I reprimanded her, gently biting into the soft flesh of her thigh.
"Please," she groaned. Smirking into her flesh, I dove forward and gave her everything she wanted. I devoured her with intense sweeps of my tongue, shoving it inside her and fucking her with it while she gasped and moaned. "Fucking please," she begged again, squirming until my mouth returned to her clit. I wrapped my lips around it, sucking it lightly and working it with my tongue until she shattered beneath me. Her eyes clamped shut, separating me from her in those intense moments of her orgasm. I determined in that moment that her next one would be with her eyes on mine. That I'd watch as the pleasure consumed her.
When her breathing relaxed and she opened those stunning eyes, I released her hands and crawled off the bed. I wanted nothing more than to pretend the condom waiting in my pants pocket didn't exist, so desperate to feel her pussy wrapped around me with nothing between us. But a one-night stand would wear a condom, and I wanted there to be no doubt that our child was conceived when she was already my wife.
Tearing the packet open with my teeth, I watched the first moments of caution settle over Thalia's features and the face that I'd come to recognize as well as my own in the time since I'd started watching her obsessively. "Last chance," I said, a challenge in my tone.
Daring her to back down was the fastest way to ensure she followed through, because there was no possibility of her leaving my bed as a virgin. Not after what we'd started.
She raised her chin, watching as I shoved my boxer briefs down and rolled the condom onto my cock. Her lips parted in shock for a moment, the reality of what was about to be inside her giving her another moment of pause.
Prowling onto the bed between her legs, I settled over her and spread her wide. With the wet heat of her pussy searing me even through the condom, I slid through her oversensitive flesh as I watched her face. The smart thing would be for her to give the stranger a warning. To tell him that he was about to fuck a virgin so he might have a chance to be more gentle with her.
But even as I gave Thalia the opportunity to be honest with me, she kept her lips firmly clamped around her secret.
With a ragged groan, I notched myself at her entrance and watched her face. Even though I wanted to have my lips on hers when I first slid inside her, I forced myself to keep separated. To watch her face and give her the chance to tell me if it was too much or too fast.
I drove inside, shoving through her tender tissue more harshly than I should, given what I knew. Even with the force of it, I couldn't get far. Not with the way she was choking the life out of my cock. She groaned, bending her neck so that she curled in on herself as a startled scream caught in her throat. "Something you need to tell me, Beauty?" I asked, pulling back and then pressing forward firmly again. "Because this feels like something I should know."
"Fuck you," she hissed, baring her teeth at me as she reached down to grab my ass in her hands. She pulled me closer, impaling herself on my cock as I pressed through that barrier inside her. She yelped, leaning up to press her mouth to my shoulder. Teeth sinking into my flesh, she marked me in the way I wanted to mark her.
When she finally settled back onto the bed, I moved inside her with slow but firm thrusts. Taking her in the way I wanted and touching my lips to hers. Our breath mingled as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
Slowly the pinch of pain on her face faded to something else entirely, shock flooding her features as she realized the depths of pleasure that could be found with me inside her. With one hand wrapped around to hold the back of her thigh, I slid the other beneath her neck and held her exactly where I wanted her. She took me deep, accepting the pounding pressure of me as her pussy spasmed beneath me with a coming orgasm.
I wanted it. Wanted to keep it for myself.
"Eyes on me," I ordered, touching my forehead to hers. The intimacy of the moment was something I'd never dreamed to have, because it wouldn't have made sense with anyone but Thalia. She'd always been meant to be mine.
Her breath caught in her throat as she came with nothing but the movement of my cock inside her, her amber eyes turning molten as her pussy choked the cum out of my cock and I followed her over the edge into a blinding release of my own and filled the condom.
She lay beneath me, panting for breath as I dreaded what came next.
Knowing she would walk away from me wouldn't stop the sting when she actually did it.
15
Thalia
The loss of him immediately settled over me as he pulled out. He left me in the bed to dispose of the condom, and that empty hollowness that had threatened since the moment my mother had died claimed me once more.
I'd been foolish to risk everything for one night with a stranger who didn't even know my name. I'd risked leaving Malva entirely vulnerable if anyone discovered what I'd done. Considering that I had to behave for the right to even spend time with my younger sister, my father wouldn't hesitate to remove me from her life entirely.
I'd be a bad influence on her, and in that moment, my father's voice that echoed in my head was right. I would never have allowed her to do something like this. Not knowing what the cost might be.
I sat on the edge of the bed, curling my fingers around the edge of the mattress as the soreness between my thighs throbbed with pain.
And for what?
Pushing to my feet, I grabbed my underwear off the floor where he'd tossed them and tugged them up my thighs. I winced when the wet mess between my legs touched the fabric, but using the bathroom was the last thing on my mind.
I needed to get home before someone noticed I was gone.
"You wound me, trying to sneak off without even saying goodbye," the stranger said as he stepped out of the bathroom. He hadn't bothered to cover his manhood, leaving it to swing indecently between his legs. Even softening after his release, the length caught my eyes and I couldn't help but wonder exactly how that had fit inside me.
"My apologies, I know you care about my manners," I spat, turning to give him my back as I grabbed my dress off the floor.
The air around me went still as I stood straight, and I glanced over my shoulder to find him staring at the scars crisscrossing my back and the flesh of my ass intently. His nostrils were flared, his jaw clenched tightly.
I shut mine briefly, drawing in a deep breath as I realized my mistake. The light from the open bathroom door illuminated the faint light lines that had faded over the years. It had been a long time since I'd done something to earn a caning quite like those.
Raising my arms to pull my dress over my head, I winced as rough fingers ran along the thick scar on my lower back. "He will get what's coming to him," he said, leaning forward to touch his lips to the scar. My skin twitched beneath his mouth, the gentleness and care in the contact drawing a shiver from me.