Shattered Vows (The Denton Family Legacy 2)

Chapter Seven

Harper’s tits were more than a handful. Her nipples were large, and her hips thick. Abel wanted her. She would be able to take his hard way of fucking, and it wouldn’t hurt her. There was a reason he used to go to Deidre. She was the only whore that could take the whole of his cock without moaning about it. He, like many of the Denton men, was well endowed. It was a gift, and a curse. The skirt he pushed to the floor pooled at her feet. She still wore her plain white panties, and he tugged them down her thighs. They were standing in the kitchen, in the villa that his family owned. The Dentons owned property around the world. Some of their property was for vacations, like this villa, while others were for business, and to show off their power. This was the villa his father had purchased for Charlotte. It was a gift for giving him Tamsin.

Standing up, he didn’t prolong the undressing, and removed his clothes quickly so that he was as naked as she was, and so she’d be ready for him. Sinking his fingers into her hair once again, he pressed the entire length of his body against her, and moaned. He would give all of his fortune to feel Harper against him. Their honeymoon hadn’t exactly gone to plan, but neither had their time leading up to it. She had avoided taking him to see her parents, and her friends were skeptical about them being together. Harper was so damn skittish, and there were times he found her staring down at her wedding band. He shouldn’t have agreed to marry her. Ever since he took her to Vegas, it had been a fight.

“Kiss me,” she said, startling him. “I love it when you kiss me.”

Slamming his lips down on hers, he ran his tongue along the edge, seeking entry into her mouth, which she granted him. Running his hands from her head, down to her ass, he lifted her up, and placed her on the counter. She let out a little gasp, breaking from the kiss. “A little cold.”

“I’ll warm you up.” He spread her thighs apart, running his fingers up her thighs, teasing just short of her pussy.

She moaned, leaning back on her hands. “My friends told me you’re a man of experience. I could learn a lot from you.”

“You can, and I’m your husband, so everything you’re about to learn is here for free.”

“I like that.”

“Good, because I’m about to rock your world.” He ran his fingers up her body, cupping her heavy tits. “I love your tits. I can’t wait to squeeze them together, and rub my cock until I come all over your tits.” Gliding his fingers down over her stomach, he reached around to grip her thighs. “It was like your body was made for fucking, baby. You’re perfect. When I finally take your virginity, and I will, you’ll be able to take every single inch of me, and you’ll love it. I guarantee you’ll love what I can do to you.”

“I’m loving what you do to me now.”

Every time she spoke, he knew it was difficult for her. Her cheeks were constantly red when she looked at him, and she always looked ready to dart away. Abel had never known a woman like her. He hoped in time she’d run to him and find comfort in him. Gripping the top of her thighs, Abel decided to push her just a little more. “I’m about to take you to heaven and back.” Pushing her thighs up, he spread her open.

She nibbled her lip, showing her apprehension.

“Trust me. It’s just you and me here. No one else.”

“I do.”

He ran his fingers up the inside of her thighs, kissed her knee, and stared down at her pussy. She was soaking wet. The fine curls covering her pussy were glistening. Harper may be nervous and skittish, but she was aroused by him. It was a small victory to him.

Gripping her hips, he pulled her a little closer, and when she went to drop her legs down, he stopped her. “No, I want you open.”

“You can see.”

“I’m going to taste you.”

Her cheeks went an even darker shade of red. She rested the heels of her feet on the counter, leaning back on her arms. Skimming his fingers up the inside of her leg, he stroked between her thighs. She started, and he teased her pussy. Sliding a single finger through her slit, he caressed her clit. The lightest touch had her body coming alive. He saw the way her chest moved up and down with each stroke. She was perfect. He’d never get tired of thinking of her as perfect, because that was what she was, perfect.

Replacing his fingers with his tongue, he swiped from her entrance up to her clit, then back down. He wanted inside her, but wasn’t going to claim her cherry with his tongue. When he finally made her his, he intended to slam deep, claiming her in ways no other man ever would.

“Feels so good.”

He smiled, n

ever once stopping his torture to her pussy. Spreading her lips, he sucked her clit into his mouth, listening to her scream as he did. Removing one of his hands, he wrapped it around his length, and started fucking his own fist. She wasn’t even ready for what he wanted to do with her.

Flicking his tongue across her clit, he wanted nothing more than to bring her to pleasure. Everything about her brought him pleasure. She was a virgin, untasted, unused, and she’d only ever know his cock. There was something possessive inside him, loving that he’d be the only male to ever know how precious she was.

“Oh, God, wow, please,” she said.

She started to lift her pussy up against his mouth, and he sucked, licked, flicked her clit, driving her closer to the edge.

“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, Abel.” She came apart, screaming his name as she rode his face. Just hearing his name on her lips set off his own orgasm. His cum spurted out of his dick, covering the cupboard directly in front of him. He licked her clit until she couldn’t take any more, and only then did he lift up.

She was flat on the counter, and he stroked her thigh.

After a few seconds, she lifted up, and he saw her chest was heaving. “I’ve never done that before.”