Children of Vice (Children of Vice 1)

“Today…was a mess,” he muttered. “I wanted to show you some of the better parts of this family before it got dark.”

“Why?” It’s not like my opinion mattered.

He lifted his head. “This is forever. You’re mine forever. Once your anger is gone, what will make you stay?”

I frowned at that and slowly leaned over him, allowing him to relax and me to sit on his lap. When I reached up to touch his face he pulled back slightly. “You don’t like being touched.” I wasn’t asking. I’d noticed no one touched him other than taking his arm.

He nodded but didn’t speak, reminding me he only answered direct questions.

“Why?”

“I don’t like how it makes me feel,” he replied honestly, but I still didn’t get it. He must’ve seen that because he went on. “When my grandmother reaches out to touch me, she’s doing it because she sees my father. I’m not my father. My sister, she reaches out when she’s breaking down. I can’t always be there to save her. I don’t want her to feel like she can count on me for that too. The rest of my family, it’s like they are expecting something. If they aren’t family they don’t need to touch me.”

“And me?”

He thought for a moment and simply said, “I’m not used to you.”

Testing that theory, I reached out to touch his jaw, and this time he didn’t move away, allowing my hands to trace over his skin.

“I have no one else,” I whispered gently, lightly tapping his skin. “This morning I woke thinking I didn’t want to be like you and your family. And now…”

“And now?” He reached up, grabbing my hands.

“And now, everything is broken.” I’d watched it as it broke. “What I believed. The people I cared about. Everything is gone. And there is nothing else for me but being Mrs. Ivy Callahan. There is nothing for me but this. So I’m going to enjoy this. You brought me here…I hope you know what you’ve done because I’m not going anywhere now.”

He brought my chin down, stopping just as our lips hovered close. “What about earning you?”

“Shut up and kiss me, Ethan.” I didn’t have to ask again before his lips were on mine. Shifting in his seat, his hand grabbed onto my waist as my body pressed up against his bare chest. His hot tongue slid into my mouth, my tongue swirling over his, tasting him. I felt him harden under me. His cock rose, poking my thigh through the towel. We kissed until my lungs burned and even then I wanted more…sadly, he pulled away, not much, but enough for both of us to breathe.

Reaching up and behind me, I pulled down the zip of the dress, and he reached up, helping my arms out of the sleeves, and then taking off my bra himself. He tossed it off to the side, and free of the cups, my breasts bounced slightly in front of him. My dress was now in a pool around my waist.

“Ahh…” I gasped when his cold hand cupped me gently, his thumb flicking my nipple before he leaned forward and took it into his mouth. Licking my lips, I gripped onto his hair, allowing him to kiss wherever he wanted. His right hand slid between my thighs and he froze as he touched the lips of my pussy.

“You’ve been with me all day without underwear?”

“I’m a little insulted you only just noticed.” I grinned at the lust in his eyes, reaching down to pull the towel and throw it in the same direction he’d thrown my bra.

“Accept my apology then.”

“Oh…” I gasped out, grabbing onto his shoulder as he slid two fingers into me. Biting down on my bottom lip, my hips rocked against his fingers, completely under his control, to my annoyance. I tried to glare at him as his fingers pulled out only to rub my wet pussy lips. He didn’t realize two people could play this game. Reaching down, I grabbed him, causing his mouth to part slightly. The same look I’d given him, he’d give me, too…

“Ah…fuck.” I gritted my teeth as three of his fingers entered me. Closing my eyes, breathing through my nose, I wrapped my fingers around his cock, sliding them all the way down and back up, my thumb gliding over the tip of him.

“Open your eyes,” he whispered, kissing the top of my ear.

I couldn’t. I could barely hold on as it was, let alone watch him watch me.

“Ivy.” He said my name so softly and kissed the side of my face so gently you’d never believe he was the same man who’d just killed three men.

Opening my eyes, his forehead rested on mine and my heart pounded against my chest as he took his fingers out of me, lifting my hips up slightly…waiting for me. Never looking away from his green eyes, I held his cock still, positioning it under my pussy. His grip on me tightened. I wasn’t sure it was him or me who was trembling…

“Ahh…” Both of us moaned out as I slowly lowered myself on him.

“Ivy…” He gritted his teeth, his eyes dropping down to my waist. I could feel him stretching me out. It was…it was the best pain on earth. Placing my hands on his shoulders, trying to breathe, I stayed still as he entered me completely. His arms wrapped around me tightly, his hands reachin

g up to my hair, bringing my face closer to his as we kissed. Every part of me was humming. As our mouths locked I deliberately began to move on top of him. We started slow, both of us torturing each other and ourselves.

Pushing him against the chair, he stared at me hungrily as I rode on top of him, rising up slightly and then back down again. He watched and that turned me on far more than it should have. Reaching up, I held my hair up from my burning skin, moving faster, bouncing faster on top of his cock, the sound of our skins slapping together and our moans the only thing I could hear.