As our kiss continued, his hand released its hold over the back of my head and I felt some of my hair fall free from its earlier confines. Even the touch of my own hair on my feverish skin drove me further towards the edge of something I knew I no longer had any control over. His fingers trailed their way over the sensitive skin of my neck, onto my bare arm and then down the side of my body. The fine fabric of my wedding dress did nothing to lessen the heat I could feel resonating from his fingertips. The constant back and forth between us was coming to a head, I could feel it and I knew he could too. Where his fingers touched my skin, it was set alight with want and need for my new husband. He had one arm still wrapped around me tightly, but I still felt that I wasn’t anywhere near close enough to him.
His mouth finally broke away from mine as he manoeuvred me sideways to place my back firmly against the large rock I had initially hid behind. With his dark eyes boring into mine, daring me to run and hide, Nico Morello the mob boss came out to play.
‘It wasn’t enough, mio angelo… not nearly enough… and now you’ve had your chance and failed… Now, I will possess you.’ His teeth bit down into his bottom lip and almost at once he moved them backwards releasing the plump flesh and a groan at the same time.
His eyes stayed on mine, the connection between us effectively trapping us both to this moment in time. His dark orbs glistened in the moonlight as once again I witnessed the threads of gold appear in them, prompting me that he demanded all of my attention. Then once he knew I was there with him, he leant quickly to the side, his hand pulled up my wedding dress and his fingers hurriedly found the thin scrap of lace that was holding my off-white thong to my body. I heard the snap of the expensive fabric and then felt as it caressed my feet when it fell to the floor.
I gasped and momentarily his eyes left mine to focus on my mouth.
‘This mouth is mine.’
With his hand under my dress, and with my pussy exposed by his actions, he moved my legs abruptly apart. His fingers swept roughly over my recently waxed and soaking wet lips with ease. I wasn’t sure which of us heard me moan first, but the need the man was conjuring up inside me was all consuming. He was being rough, I knew it and so did he, but I didn’t care. All I knew was that I wanted him. I looked down fleetingly and widened my stance knowing exactly what I was inviting him to do. I knew that if he didn’t touch me where I needed him to and soon, that I was going to stand with my back against a rock on a beach in Crete and let him watch while I finished myself off.
‘Look at me,’ Nico demanded and with his free hand he took hold of my jaw, pushing his fingers into the skin around my mouth. Once again, our eyes connected and something powerful rushed through me, taking over me and holding me prisoner. But I wasn’t a prisoner held against their will, oh no, I was right where I wanted to be. With this man, as his possession and ultimately his wife.
The second a couple of his large fingers pushed inside of me and he expertly hooked them forward to find the bundle of nerves he knew he would find there, feelings of pleasure erupted. I opened my eyes wider, staring purposefully into his and lifted my arms to clutch hold of his torso with one and his forearm with the other. As his fingers began to pump tenaciously in and out of me, he drove me further to the edge and I dug my fingers into the hard muscles I found beneath them.
‘I want your come on my fingers, I want to feel your juices run over my hand… and then I can lick them, and you, clean.’ Nico spoke and my body instantaneously reacted to his words.
With our eyes still staring at each other’s in combat, I felt the walls of my core begin to pulse in reaction. I was unknowingly rising up on my toes and then coming back down to meet his fingers as he pumped them faster and faster in and out.
Finally, the night sky lit up behind my eyes as the fireworks inside my head exploded. I heard my cries of pleasure and saw the smile that captured his mouth as he watched me come as commanded over his hand.
Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Nico gently removed his hand from me while the walls inside my core were still quivering and fell to his knees in front of me. My dress was unceremoniously lifted higher and as his tongue flicked out to taste me for the first time, I knew it would only be a matter of seconds before he took me to the edge of reason for a second time.
‘And now, mio angelo, you are mine.’
His tongue pushed its way inside of me and as my hands took hold of his head to gently hold him where I wanted him to be, my head rolled back onto the rock behind me.
He was mine and come hell or high water I wasn’t letting him go.
Chapter Nineteen
Nico
As her cries of pleasure travelled through my body for a second time, knowing she was totally spent, I pushed my tongue inside of her to taste and savour all of the sweetness her body had so willingly released. When I was convinced she was clean, still holding onto her hips, I reluctantly let her dress fall back down into place. Then I lifted my head away from her body and looked up.
Still kneeling on the floor in front of her, with the sand messing up an expensive pair of pants and honestly not giving a damn about it, I allowed my eyes to sweep up and over her quickly. I saw it as my one opportunity to take all of her in before she discovered me. This was one of those few all too short moments when I knew her eyes weren’t on me, trying to work out my every move.
Vaffanculo. Fuck.
I closed my eyes briefly, trying to stifle my reaction to her. Terrifyingly, I understood that I’d never seen a more beautiful sight in my life than the creature stood in front of my eyes. Her beautifully dressed hair was now down over her shoulders in waves. I knew it had been loosened by my hands and the way she had turned her head from side to side when she was coming. My cock flexed suddenly against my smart pants and I bit down on my lip to stop a groan from leaving my mouth. Her cheeks were flushed, and her swollen lips were parted like she was inviting my cock to sink inside of her mouth to chase his own release.
Bee was leaning back where I’d placed her. Her hands were now either side of her body with her palms face down on the rock as she tried to gain some support from the solid structure. I was supporting her weight with my hands after recognising that she was effectively boneless, having had two orgasms burst through her in the space of about ten minutes.
For just those few short seconds and with the moon now lighting up the night sky, I let my eyes rush over her and understood I was ruined; she had ruined me. I could hear the sound of the waves as they gently washed the edge of the shore clean, and like the sand I knew they would take back into their depths with their movement, I felt my resolve and rules wash away with them.
I shook my head and sighed, then without releasing my hold over her I stood up and pressed a chaste kiss on her lips.
With equal amounts of reluctance and relief, I broke our kiss and swept her up into my arms. With her head resting against my collarbone and the frantically beating muscle of my heart, I moved my arms on her until one cradled her back and the other one was underneath her knees.
Without speaking or even daring to look down at her, I started taking the long strides I needed to get us both off the sand safely before the tide came in.
The moon had appeared again from behind a cloud and had once again offered the secluded beach a finite amount of light, but to me it felt like I was under a spotlight.