by Toni Aleo
“Yeah.”
With a nod, I set the check on the table and then hop up on the island.
Her eyes widen. “What are you doing?”
Stepping off, I drop to my feet right in front of her, her gaze meeting mine as she takes in a harsh breath. “Walking around is too far. I wanted to be right here, right now.”
Her voice is breathy as she whispers, “Lincoln—”
“And how about now?” I ask, cutting her off. “How do you feel now?”
Her lips press together. They’re so luscious, and all I want is to kiss them while I get lost in her brown gaze. But I have to know. Still in a whisper, she says, “I can’t stop thinking about you even when I try so hard. All I do is think of you, and I want you.”
I grab the back of her neck and pull her to me, taking her mouth with mine.
Because that is all I needed to hear.
Chapter Sixteen
Vera
Oh…oh, sweet Lord.
I press myself against Lincoln’s hard body and our arms tangle as we grasp for each other, needing each other, before I can wrap them around his neck. Our mouths move just as perfectly as they did the day before. I have never been kissed by someone like this. His kisses are demanding and rough; they’re honestly mind-blowing. I thread my fingers in his hair, and he runs his tongue with mine and slides his hands down my body. He takes the fabric of my dress in his hand, balling it up as he tries to pull me closer.
He wants me.
Just as bad as I want him.
When he squeezes his arms around my waist, my dress goes up farther and my ass peeks out, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything but kissing this man. Tearing his mouth from mine, he brings his gaze to mine, and again I see that look. I don’t know what the look is since I’ve never experienced it a day in my life, but it gives me crazy butterflies in my gut.
Butterflies, at thirty-one…
Wow.
His eyes are hooded, and such lust swirls in them as he moves his nose with mine, both of us catching our breath. Balling my dress up, he pulls it higher, his eyes never leaving mine as he grabs hold of my ass cheek. “Do you know how wild this ass makes me?”
My lips quirk. “Seriously?”
“Yes,” he practically groans, molding it in his palm. “I swear I stare at it every chance I get.”
I’m fully smiling by now, lost in his gaze. “I will never look at rubber duckies the same.”
His face breaks into a grin before he takes my mouth with his once more. My eyes fall shut as I feel him grow against me. He’s so long and thick, and my mouth is watering to get him between my lips. Sloppily, he kisses down my cheek, my jaw, before sucking and nibbling on my neck. His lips are torture, but his teeth are downright dangerous. I lengthen my neck for him, and he licks as he runs his teeth along my neck, squeezing my hips in his large hands. When he turns me in his arms, pressing his hands into my stomach, I gasp, letting my head fall back against his shoulder as our mouths meet once more. Teasing, demanding kisses that curl my toes in my pumps.
Sliding his hand down my stomach, he gathers my dress before pulling it up over my hips and taking my pussy with his other hand. Still his mouth moves on mine, my moans becoming more demanding as he draws circles around my wanton lips. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your cunt,” he whispers, running his lips along my jaw. “It’s almost as gorgeous as you are.”
Breathless, I lean into him. “I want your mouth on it.”
“Oh, baby, that is a given, but I want to play.”
“I can’t,” I groan, arching into his hand. “I want you now.”
His chuckles against my neck. “I want to take my sweet time with you.”
I groan loudly as he cups me, squeezing me softly as his other hand makes quick work of the buttons of my dress. Soon my bra is showing before he’s pulling it down off my shoulders, his lips replacing where the fabric was as I kick off my shoes. I pull at my dress before it falls to my feet. After yanking the cups down on my bra, he molds my breast and then kisses and licks my shoulders and neck. “So fucking gorgeous,” he mutters against my skin, and I can’t breathe.
I’ve never been worshiped before, and I was married for ten years, but I feel like that is exactly what Lincoln is doing.
He unclasps my bra, and I close my eyes, desire shaking my core. He kisses down my back, and my head falls back as a whimper leaves my lips.
“Ah, this ass,” he says so rough, it makes me smile. Molding my ass, he kisses each cheek before running his mouth along them. “Do you always wear thongs?”
I giggle. “I do.”
“Ugh. I think I just came,” he says, and I laugh louder.
“Well, recharge. We have a lot to do.”
Nipping at my ass, he makes me jump. “You got that right.”
He then turns me around, and my ass hits against the island as he trails kisses down my belly. I want to be self-conscious, I do, but I don’t feel that way under his gaze.
I feel beautiful, wanted.
As he pushes my thong down my legs, he kisses my thighs, running his tongue along the inside of them before taking my ass in his hands once more. When he glances up at me, I’m holding my breath.
God, he looks good down there.
His eyes are so bright, his lips swollen from our kisses, and I swear the freckles along his nose make me swoon. His hair is a mess, but damn it, I’ve never seen anyone so gorgeous. And I quiver from his touch when he kisses my lips, his eyes never leaving mine. Breathless, I hold the island as he moves his tongue along my lips. When he opens me up, his gaze cuts to my pussy, but it’s only for a second before his gaze is back on mine, and he’s found my clit. Coming off the island, I arch into his mouth as he devours me wholly. His fingers bite into my ass as he’s sucking me, and I swear my whole body is shaking against him.
Letting my head fall back, I squeeze the edge of the island as his name falls from my lips, my knuckles for sure going white. Suddenly, he lifts my legs over his shoulders and raises me up, pushing me back on the island. My head hits the sprayer on the sink, but I’m so lost in my passion I don’t care at all. I just slide along as he continues to suck me into oblivion.
When he presses his thumb to my opening, I cry out, feeling my orgasm coming. My legs are shaking, my body is burning, and when he slides two of his fingers inside me, his tongue flicking against my clit, I’m lost. He has the perfect rhythm, and I feel everything go tight before I explode.
Arching off the island, I cry out as I jerk against his mouth. When he takes me by the hips, holding me down as he continues to suck me, my cries get louder, his name falling off my lips as I try to get away, but he doesn’t let me. He slides his tongue down my slit and then fucks me with it, and I can’t fight him.
I feel like Jell-O.
“Fuck, you taste good.”
I can’t even comment. My heart is pounding, my body is shaking, and everything is a little blurry. “I think I came too hard.”
I’m met with his laughter as I hear the tear of a condom. “I’m not done yet.”
Breathless, I tease, “I was worried about that.”
I whimper as I open my eyes. He’s naked, beautiful and stunningly naked.
Good Lord. It’s like seeing him for the first time.
Again his chuckles run down my spine before he takes me by my ankles, pulling me down the island to him. He enters me with a demanding thrust, and I squeeze him as I cry out, my fingers biting into his biceps. He’s so fucking big, but he fits me, and boy, does it feel fucking good. I meet his gaze as he pulls out of me ever so slowly before thrusting hard back inside me. His eyes are hooded, and sweat has gathered around his forehead. His eyes are like storm clouds, the kind that always come before a really bad tornado would hit back home.
“Beautiful.”
His lips quirk. “That’s what I was going to say.”
My face breaks into a grin as he takes me by the arms, pulling me up before wrappi
ng them around his neck. “Hold on.”
I do as he says before he lifts me. As my legs come around his waist, he turns us, slamming me into the fridge before thrusting up into me, so hard it takes my breath away.
But I fucking love it.
Magnets hit the ground, papers of the twins’ artwork go flying as Lincoln pounds up into me, his fingers for sure leaving marks on my ass from where he is holding on to me so tightly. I swear I feel each thrust in my chest, and soon my orgasm is building once more.
“Kiss me.”
My eyes widen as I meet his hooded gaze. “Huh?’
“Kiss me. I want your mouth, now,” he demands, but then, before I can even agree or kiss him, he captures my mouth with such need. Soon, his kisses become harder. Each one taking my breath away as my orgasm keeps building. He’s hitting all the right spots, and I swear I’m going to applaud him later for holding my ass up and fucking me like this.
Because I feel incredible.
And he looks incredible.
His shoulders are covered with a sheen of sweat, his back feels amazing under my fingers, but it’s his mouth that tips me over the edge. It hits me like a ton of bricks, and I’m clinging to him as a roaring moan leaves my lips. His face presses into my neck as he continues to thrust up inside me. Each one harder and deeper, and I swear I seriously can only hold on as he takes what he wants.
Which I assume is everything.
When his mouth comes crashing against mine, I raise my hands to cup his face as he jerks up inside me and then stills. His legs are shaking and so are mine as he pulls away, only a breath before moving his nose with mine. Kissing my top lip, he squeezes my waist before lowering us down to the floor. The cool hardwood is welcoming against my hot skin, but he doesn’t allow me to touch it much as he pulls me close to him, holding me tightly. When he trails kisses along my top lip, I smile. “I’m glad someone has cleaned the floors.”
He scoffs, kissing my bottom lip. “Me too, because I can’t move.”
“Me either.”
He opens his eyes; they’re so light, so beautiful, and I swear that look is back. The one that gives me the chills. Blinking, unsure of all the feelings that are assaulting me left and right, I hold his gaze.
“You’re stunning, Vera. Honestly.”
He inhales hard, letting it out just as hard, but I can’t breathe.
For as I watch him, I know I am in so much fucking trouble.
Chapter Seventeen
Lincoln
Moving my hand down Vera’s back to her backside and then back up, I close my eyes as I welcome the coolness of the floor. Turning my head, I nuzzle my nose in her hair as she pops a strawberry into her mouth. A smile curves when she holds one up to me. Taking it between my lips, I whisper, “Thanks.”
“You’re the one who got them for me, so it’s only right I feed you.”
I kiss her temple, inhaling hard, and I feel so incredibly spent. My whole body hasn’t stopped tingling since the moment I touched her. I want her again, so much, but I’m unable to move at the moment. I have to say, holding her like this, feeling her body move with each inhale, maybe is just as good as being deep inside her.
Maybe.
Let’s not get crazy here.
She is a minx. That’s all there is to it. The sounds she made still have my heart racing in my chest. The way she kisses, the way her thighs wrap around my waist, the way she tastes… I honestly have no clue how Simon ever cheated on her or left her. For me, she’s everything I’ve ever wanted and more. I don’t know how I waited as long as I did.
His loss is my gain, I guess.
When she turns to me, her eyes dark and hooded, she holds another strawberry to my lips. I smile as I take a bite. Her hair is a tousled mess, and her body is still covered in such a beautiful flush. Her lipstick is smeared, and little curls have gathered around her forehead from sweat. I find her magnificent.
“You’re beautiful.”
Her face warms. “Stop,” she groans as she hides her face in my beard. “You’re making me all shy and shit.”
I gather her closer in my arms. “That’s what I want.”
“Well, you’re succeeding.”
“Good,” I mutter, kissing along her temple. “Don’t act like you don’t know how gorgeous you are.”
She scoffs. “I don’t.”
I roll my eyes. “I won’t even dignify that claim. It’s blasphemy.”
She snorts. “You’re insane.”
“No, you are, because whenever I look at you, I’m stunned by your beauty.”
I can feel her smiling as she moves her fingers through the patch of hair on my chest.
”I guess when your husband cheats on you left and right, you don’t feel as beautiful as you should.”
I take hold of her ass and squeeze it. “Hey, don’t let his issues take anything away from you. Especially now. You’re good now.”
She scoffs. “I don’t feel good. Well, I mean I feel great right now, but…I just feel a little lost.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. There has been so much change for the boys the last couple of months. I feel like I’m constantly trying to balance everything in the most perfect way, but I can’t figure it out. I either let my job down, or I let the boys down. I made myself sick with worry talking to them about getting a weekend with them, and they were so excited.” She exhales hard, shaking her head. “I’m so hard on myself, and I want to be perfect because I apparently sucked as a wife, and it just rattles me.” Her gaze meets mine. “Sorry, I’m venting.”
“No, that’s what I’m here for,” I insist, kissing her cheek. “And I hear everything you’re saying, but I really don’t think you failed as a wife.”
She gives me a deadpan look. “Then why did he cheat on me seven times?”
She laughs, but I don’t hear a lick of humor in it, and my heart aches for her.
“I still wonder about that,” she continues. “Isn’t that pathetic? Like, why wasn’t I good enough? I used to think it was because I gained so much weight with the twins, but that’s not it because he cheated on me before that.”
“I’m sorry… Seven times?” I ask, a little shocked. “I thought it was once.”
She shakes her head and sits up. I want to take in her beautiful body, but her eyes are so sad as she moves her fingers together. “He cheated on me right after we found out I was pregnant with Charlie.” She bites her lip. “I should have cut him out of my life then, but then I lost my parents, and he was all I knew. I mean, we’d dated since we were thirteen. He was the love of my life. So I stayed in touch, mostly for Charlie, but then we got back together when he came up here. Things were great, or so I thought. He was sleeping with his assistant, and I never knew.”
“He’s a jackass.”
“That he is,” she says sadly. “When I got pregnant with the twins, he promised me the world, and I believed him like a dumbass. I married him, and for once, I had the family I’d been yearning for since I lost my parents. We had it all, and I thought we were happy.”
I reach out, taking her hand in mine. “He didn’t deserve you.”
She shrugs. “But even so, I never left. I was too comfortable, and I wanted so desperately for the boys to have both their parents since I didn’t even have one. I couldn’t bear to put them through a divorce, but Simon didn’t care. When I found him in bed with Kaia, I didn’t even cry. I just stood there, my heart dropping, because I knew we were done. He was always discreet, though I still found out, but this time, it was blatant. He wanted me to find him, and the fact that he did it with our boys downstairs, I couldn’t accept that.” My heart is in my gut as she rolls her eyes. “But then it didn’t matter because he had already drawn up papers for divorce.”
“I’m so sorry, Vera.”
She shrugs. “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger is my motto.”
I kiss her palm. “You deserve better than that.”
“I finally realize
d that, that day, which is sad, since yesterday is the first time I’ve had sex in six years.”
My jaw drops. “No.”
“Yeah, I mean, he didn’t want me.”
When her lips start to wobble, I reach for her, pulling her into my chest. “Well, he’s a dumbass, because I can’t think straight around you. I want you, Vera.”
She kisses the middle of my chest, and I hold her tightly, wishing like hell I could explain how bad I want her. That I want her more than my next breath. That I never want to leave her. That I would treat her better than anyone in this world.
Especially that fuck Simon.
“Thank you.”
I smile against her hair. “Stop thanking me. It’s annoying.”
She bites my chest. “It’s polite.”
“It’s unnecessary. Everything I say is true. Also, don’t ever feel like you’re failing those boys. They inherited all your good traits.”
Her eyes sparkle. “Why do you say that?”
“They offered me money to take care of you while they’re in Orlando with Simon.” Her lips curve, and when her eyes start to water up, I smile. “Don’t you dare cry.”
She laughs. “Did they?”
“Yes.”
“What did you say?”
“I told them if you want me, then I’ll be there.”
She inhales hard, filling her lungs before letting it out in a whoosh. Pulling back, she reaches up before taking my jaw in her hand and moving her fingers through my beard. “Really?”
“Really,” I promise, and I don’t think she realizes how deep that promise runs.
“You’re a great man, Lincoln. Honestly.”
I smile, wrapping an arm around her neck and pulling her closer to me. “And you’re an amazing woman, Vera. Honestly. You need to realize that. No one can do what you do. You blow me away.”
Her eyes sparkle before she crashes her mouth to mine in a heated embrace. Drawing the kiss out of me, she moves her hands down my neck, to my chest as I bring her into my lap, needing her closer. She straddles me, and my arms wrap around her waist as my cock meets her wonderfully wet center. Tearing her mouth from mine, she runs her tongue along my jaw, my neck, before sliding out of my lap onto her knees between my legs. Her ass is perfectly in the air as she goes on her hands, kissing down my stomach and dipping her tongue into my belly button. I take in a quick breath as she kisses down my thighs before grabbing my cock in her hand.