It had still been there.
And it wasn’t fair.
Roman wanted this with Karine as much as he wanted it for her, too—for her to always be happy like this. Carefree and dreamy when he touched her. He wanted it to last forever.
But it wouldn’t.
That’s why it also hurt.
He slipped her thong down her thighs. It swished to her ankles as he pressed himself into her until her backside stuck firmly to the glass under his weight.
Could people see them from below? If so, then he hoped they found themselves envious of Karine. Of how beautiful she was on display when she was being loved properly, and fucked well.
He took her face in both his hands, searching her ocean eyes darkened with bliss. She still had that lingering smile—it was like he almost couldn’t remember the Karine he’d first met. Perpetually afraid, always tired.
He vowed in that second to do everything he needed so that he would spend the rest of his life with this Karine.
His Karine.
When he lifted her up against the windows, Karine wrapped her legs around his hips. She was featherlight in his arms, and already shifting her hips to get even a brush of his cock along her slit. As she did finally sink down on his length, he was lost to the slick, silken heat encompassing his dick when he plowed in.
Her arms rested on his shoulders while her fingers toyed with the back of his neck, weaving in and out of his hair. He swallowed her soft moans with kisses, settling his cock deeper into her with every thrust until she was shuddering with each one.
Neither seemed to notice the thudding sounds they made—Roman drove himself into Karine, making her body rock against the glass window with a rhythmic beat. One of the only beats he knew how to keep, honestly.
He could see the sprawling Vegas city over her shoulder when his lavished attention at the spot on her neck that she loved for him to kiss, and for a moment, they were on top of the world.
What was he thinking about before he started fucking her? He couldn’t even remember, his mind was already too hazy from the whimpering sounds his wife made in his ear as he brought her closer to her sweet release. It was a glorious place to be.
“Roman ...”
Her whisper of his name fell like a prayer between them. She watched him through lust-hooded eyes with pouty lips swollen from his kiss.
“Tell me anything,” he murmured.
He didn’t stop, never once breaking his pace while her breaths came out fast, and ragged. She struggled to form the words, but when she did, he hadn’t been ready for them.
“Promise me you’ll never leave me.”
Because everybody did, he knew.
In one way or another, everybody left her.
Roman couldn’t look away from her, but if he said those exact words, they would be a lie. Life wasn’t that simple, and certainly not the one he chose to live. He still wasn’t going to lie to Karine—or make promises he couldn’t keep.
“Promise me.”
That time, she spoke sharper.
Desperate.
“I promise I’ll never abandon you, Karine,” he said, cupping her chin and dragging the pad of his thumb over her trembling lower lip. “Those are still different things.”
And he knew it wasn’t what she wanted to hear.
Not that she showed it.
Throwing her head back, she moaned louder, bounced harder in his arms, her cunt so tight around him that it already felt like she was milking him dry. With every thrust, she was closer to the edge and so was he.
As wet as a lake between her thighs, even the clenching of her pussy wasn’t enough to stop his cock from stretching her open and stuffing her full. That’s really what she’d wanted when she was against the windows, touching herself and thinking of him.
She wanted to be too full.
Good and used.
Fucked in the only way he could do to her. The only way she wanted.
“Come for me, babe,” he urged, husky and breathless, already feeling the way her inner muscles were starting to spasm around him when he fucked her a little harder. “You’re gonna feel this for a week, Karine.”
“God, that’s what I want.”
Yeah, he knew.
When his hand circled her throat, and he could feel the fast flutter of her heartbeat against his palm, her final cry was loud and broken. She came with a shout, and it only took feeling the gush of warmth around his cock to make Roman empty his balls while he held Karine firm, and deep.
It was the pulsing jerk of his cock inside her that had Karine smiling like the cat who had gotten the cream. There was nothing that turned her on more than his seed filling her; he bet he could make her beg for it, even.
It was only once the two had crashed to the floor together—in a heap of satisfaction and happy laughter—that Karine used their mingled fluids as lubrication to keep his painfully hard cock very much alive and well. There was a sharp stab of pleasure that came with every jerk of her hand down his length, but goddammit ...
He wanted more.
Karine straddled him, the slick sliver of her pussy all pink and still hungry for him hovering over his cock that she handled with two hands for a moment. “Again?”
He wanted her insatiable.
Undeniably his.
And she was.
“One more time,” he told her, his smile growing sinful along with hers as she slid down his length again, slow and tender, “and then we’re eating.”
Karine winked. “Deal.”
XO,
BK
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
The author of too many novels to count, Bethany-Kris is a Canadian, lover of much, and mother to four sons, a glaring of cats, and a pack of dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, a snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a spouse calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something ... when she can find the time.
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The Darkest Lies Trilogy
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Deathless & Divided
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