Page 59 of Unlocked Desire: Vol One

A smirk forms on my lips as I walk toward her. Fear flashes in her eyes before she reins it in. “You trust me?”

“Yes.”

I need to be sure. “Little Bird. I promise I’ll never hurt you. Anything I do to you is for your pleasure.” I run the leather strap of the belt over my hands while my eyes lock with hers. “Our pleasure.”

Her shoulders move back, making her tits look even larger. “I trust you.”

I move to the bed, gather her wrists with one hand, and pin them against the metal headboard. Grabbing the belt, I tie her hands together. Sticking my fingers in the knot, I ensure they’re tight enough that she can’t move but not so tight they’ll hurt her delicate flesh.

Leaning down, I kiss her forehead and caress her hair, gliding my fingers down her face. “I’ll take good care of you, sweetheart. I promise.”

She’s so beautiful. The trust she has in me makes me feel like a king. She’ll never doubt my admiration or my love. I’ll never give her a reason to. I plan to worship her like the queen she is for the rest of my life, laying my life down at her feet.

I trail my tongue down her flesh, stopping at her breasts and taking a nipple in my mouth. I suck at her nub. Her hips come up, and her pretty pussy grinds against my chest, making me chuckle. My girl is insatiable.

I bite her nipple. “Behave, Little Bird.”

I continue down her body, licking her navel as my fingers fondle and tweak her nipples. When I get to the top of her pussy, I bite her flesh, loving how she squirms under me. Spreading her pussy apart, I take a long lick. “So sweet. So soft and pink.”

She thinks I’m about to fuck her with my tongue, but she’s wrong. I pull her legs up, and my hand glides along her soaking slit before I slap it. Clarissa moans, her eyes closed as her head lashes back.

“Eyes on me.”

Clarissa’s eyes flash open. They’re wide, and she looks so innocent, so sweet. I grin at her before I lick her pussy again. She moans, relaxing on the bed as my tongue glides from her hole to her clit. Pressing a finger inside her cunt, I move it in and out. I add a second finger and curl it up to find her g-spot. Her hips move back and forth, and her body writhes with need. So fucking hot.

I palm my cock with my other hand and pump hard and fast, matching the rhythm of my fingers in her pussy. “You wanna come, Little Bird?”

“Yes,” she whispers as I ram my cock into her and fuck her in a slow, torturous rhythm.

“Eyes on me, sweetheart,” I grunt, sounding more like an animal than a man. I stare into her beautiful eyes and kiss her lips, cheeks, and jawline. I whisper, “I love you,” before we fall apart.

Reaching up, I unfasten the belt and rub her wrists. “You okay?”

“Okay? That was the best sexual experience of my life. Everything you do is so damn intense.”

I chuckle, pulling her into my arms and kissing her head. “It’s only intense ‘cause of how I feel about you.” Clarissa snuggles into me. “Close your eyes, sweetheart. Get some rest. You’re gonna need it in the morning.”

Epilogue

5 YEARS LATER

CLARISSA

Vance is pacing back and forth in the bedroom. His hands open and close into fists. I’m not sure what his reaction is going to be. He doesn’t hide his thoughts or feelings from me anymore, but the moment I take the test out of my purse, he stops in his tracks, his eyes boring into mine. “Well?

I cast my eyes down, twirling the little stick in my hand. He’s at my side in an instant, his hands in my hair before cupping my face. “Little Bird, what’s the matter?”

I shove the stick at him. “We’re having a baby.”

Vance falls at my feet, a loud thud from where his knees bang the hardwood. Sobs wrack him as he nuzzles my belly, placing gentle kisses on the entire surface. “Hello, little one. I’m your daddy.”

I rub his head as he talks to our unborn child, not believing how lucky I am. This strong, crazy, powerful man has taken my heart and put it back together again.

Vance Matthew is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Before him, I was alone, sad, and unloved. Then he came into my life with all his psychotic ways and turned it upside down. When he asked me to marry him three years ago, I screamed like a banshee and jumped on him, wrapping my arms and legs around him. Today proves it’s the best decision I’ve ever made.

I bend, looking into his tear-filled eyes. “I love you. Thank you for my life.”

He kisses me gently on the lips. “I love you. Thank you for being my life.”