Beautiful Bond Ch 12. Our First

MARCEL.

I close the door; the lock clicking shut behind us and I lift her bridal style in my arms, her heart’s racing and she locks her arms around my shoulders, burying her face into my neck, as I carry her through to the bedroom.

The room is lit with candles, and red petals. are s*attered across the floor and bed. The table to the side holds chocolates and drinks, but I don’t think either of us cares about that. She’s the only dessert I truly want, and right now neither of us wants to wait. I want her and she wants me.

I place her on the bed, unable to express what I feel inside, as I remove my jacket and toss it aside.

She’s watching me with glowing topaz eyes, filled with desire and love.

This is happening. I’m finally going to make her mine…

Reaching down, I cup her cheek, brushing my thumb down her jaw. She parts her lips. slightly, making me throb at how f*cking s*xy she looks right now. She reacts so well…

She gets onto her knees and begins to unbutton my shirt and I smirk slightly, even with her racing heart that thumps violently.

She’s still careful not to tear my shirt.

So Winona.

I smirk, leaning down and brushing my lips. against hers as I slowly feel for the pins in her hair, removing them. Her hands slip under my shirt, sending delicious sparks coursing through me as she slides my shirt off, her hands skim over my chest and I watch her as she looks at my torso through hooded eyes, not missing the way her fingers trace my scars tenderly.

My own heart is racing as I watch her while I remove the last of the pins from her hair one -handed, dropping them onto the bedside cabinet. I run my fingers through her lush hair, letting it down. It cascades around her face, only making her look even more alluring.

She’s d*mn beautiful…

She leans over, kissing one of my scars softly before she places soft kisses up my neck.

I bite back a groan as my hands roam her body, and I slowly unzip her dress. All night she’s been a temptation. I look down at her, the silver heart that holds her bra together has been distracting me all evening. I slowly slide the straps to her dress down, throbbing hard when I take in the tiny bra, if you can call it that, wrapped around those firm, round breasts.

Bellissima…” I murmur. Her boobs rise and fall as she watches me, the lace

to ravage her, more than

Remember this night.

about her life before me. Even though I know she didn’t really date, I don’t care about the men before me or who they were. Tonight is the start of a new beginning. From this day on, it’s just me and her. Forever.

Her scent is like heaven and sin all in one. I lay her down on the bed and lace my fingers with hers as I kiss her down her

and reacts to each kiss, into my mind. She’s whimpering in pleasure, her heart pounding as

run my

“Marcel…” She whispers wantonly.

love.” I murmur, letting go of her hands. I slip her dress down her hips and she helps ease her legs out of it. She shimmies her hips and my eyes flash

her c*eamy smooth skin, to the curve to her thighs and that a*s. I pick the dress up, dropping it onto the ground and

slender figure, a narrow waist, a defined curve to her hips

her legs together, turning onto her side. Her tiny white lace G-string is equally revealing as the bra, only teasing me further. Her arousal scents the air, as she lays there, her arms around her waist, her breasts almost spilling out of the tiny bra, but there’s one

the way she licks her lips or the way her back arches,

smirk, knowing

squeezing her a*s cheek in

hand up her leg, watching as her eyes flutter shut

to you,” I whisper, twisting my fingers into her blond locks, and claiming those lips in a hot,

moans into my mouth, pulling me closer as

don’t hold back.’

I whisper roughly, pulling away as I finally grab those breasts, making her moan loudly when I squeeze them. Her nipples are hard, and I twist them, my hard c*ck straining in my

yank her bra down, tearing it right off her, growling when her t*ts bounce free of

I’m far too occupied by her perfect soft pink buds that I want to devour. I

into my lap, making her straddle me as I devour her right boob, licking and sucking her nipple, my hand playing

between us. She begins to work on my belt, her breaths coming out in soft whimpers and gasps as I suck on her nipple. I let go of her nipple, flicking it a final time before switching to her other one. I look

once more before I reach down

buries her face into my neck, rolling her hips as she

F*ck…

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