Until Death Do We Part (Sex and Vows 1)

“I’ve trusted him with my life countless times,” he answered. “But yours is a different story.”

Poof! There went any lingering anger or doubt. How could I stay mad when he was so damn sweet? “No handling of Colin for me then,” I teased, attempting to lighten the mood.

My words had the opposite effect, though. “If you’re going to handle anyone, it had better be me.”

“Oh, yeah?” I drawled. “How do you want to be handled?”

“I want to fuck you.” His words were blunt. Stark. But they sent need racing through my veins. “Hard. But first I want you on your knees, sucking my dick with your dark eyes shining up at me. After you take edge off with your sweet mouth, I want to bend you over this bed, hold your hands behind your back and fuck you until you’re begging me to let you come.”

“Sounds like a good idea to me,” I whimpered.

“And then when I’m done fucking you, I want to make love to you. To worship every inch of your body with my lips and hands until you know to the depths of your soul that I’d never so much as look at another woman.”

My clit throbbed right along with my heartbeat. “In case you were wondering, I’m totally on board with this plan.”

“I thought you might be.”

He smirked down at me, and just as I was about to pull his head down to kiss the hell out of him, he rose up to his knees. Then he unsnapped the button on his cargo pants and lowered the zipper. His cock was already hard when he pulled it out, and I was mesmerized by the sight of his hand stroking up and down his length. My tongue flicked out to wet my bottom lip, drawing his eyes to my mouth with the motion.

“You want this as much as I do, don’t you baby?”

The question didn’t require an answer. We both knew I wanted to suck his dick, but I responded anyway. “Yes, please.”

He climbed off the bed, tugging my hands and taking me with him. After he got me settled on my knees, with a pillow underneath them, he stepped in front of me and nudged my lips with the tip of his cock. “Open up, baby.”

My lips parted and he slid inside my mouth. His flavor burst on my tongue, and I tilted my head back to let him go deep. I gazed up at him, my eyes locked on his as he pumped his hips.

“It feels so good, baby, to have those plump lips of yours wrapped around my cock while you suck me off.”

“Mmmmm,” I hummed around his length, bobbing my head up and down in rhythm with his thrusts.

“Almost too good,” he groaned. “Since I’m not going to come until I’m balls deep inside your tight pussy.”

Even if I didn’t have a mouth full of his cock, I wouldn’t have argued with him. Not when my pussy ached for him. He was sexy as hell, staring down at me while he fucked my mouth like he owned it.

“Mine,” he murmured, as though he could read my mind. “So fucking gorgeous and completely mine. Men see you and want it, but nobody else gets to have this.”

He slowed his pace, rubbing the tip over my lips before sliding into my mouth again. I twirled my tongue around his length, licking along the underside and moaning when I reached the crown and tasted his pre-come. Letting out a groan, he pulled his cock from my mouth and helped me to my feet. His fingers shook while he made quick work of my clothes, stripping them from my body and letting them fall to the floor.

“Lean onto the mattress, baby,” he instructed. “Belly down with your ass in the air.”

I turned away from him, doing as he asked without question. I wanted his cock in me, just as he’d described. I was rewarded with the feel of his palms as they slid up my ass, along my spine, and over my shoulders. Down my arms until he gripped my wrists and tugged them behind my back. He positioned himself behind me, and I felt the material of his cargo pants brush against my legs. It was insanely hot to know I was completely bare to him while his cock was the only part of himself he’d exposed. It made his control of me seem even more complete, something I’d never given any other person except for him.

“Knowing you’re willing to give me this, seeing you this way. I can’t tell you how much it means to me, Evie. Even more so now that I know the Scarlett side of you.”

He drove deep, filling me in one powerful thrust that took my breath away.

“Alex,” I moaned.

“Don’t come yet,” he warned. “Need to fuck you hard first.”

He did exactly as he’d said he would, each and every thrust sending me closer to the edge. His thrusts were hard, driving my body into the mattress like he was trying to nail me into it. His cock swelled within me, the heat of his come tossing me over as my orgasm crashed through me. When he released my wrists, I blindly reached for the sheets and dug my fingers into the mattress. Holding on tight as we both found relief in each other’s body.

“No,” I whimpered when he eased out of me. I wasn’t ready to lose him yet.

“Shhh, baby,” he murmured, pressing a kiss on my lower back. “I’m not done with you. Let’s get you cleaned up so I can worship you the way I promised.”

My legs were unsteady as he helped me into the bathroom. I leaned against the counter while he gently cleaned me. After he got all the stickiness of our come washed off me, he swatted my ass and motioned towards the bed through the open door. By the time I made it to the bed, he was right behind me and completely naked. He dove on the mattress, twisting until he was on his back, and crooked a finger at me to join him. I didn’t hesitate, crawling over his body and kneeling up until my pussy hovered a couple inches above his mouth.

“Spread ‘em for me, my Evie,” he ordered. “I can smell how turned on you are for me from here and can’t wait to have you come all over my face.”

Sliding my hand down my body, I rubbed over my clit along the way and moaned.

“Now, Evie,” he barked.

The second I parted my lips with my fingers, his head lifted off the mattress. He gripped my hips tight and slammed me down onto his mouth hard, eating me like he was starving for my taste. Sucking and licking until my knees shook. Sliding his tongue in and out while I rode his face, my hips pumping as I raced towards another orgasm. When his hand reached between us to pinch my clit, I exploded. Writhing in his hands as he licked me through my climax. When it was over, my knees gave out and I flopped to the side.

“Can you take me again, baby?” he whispered in my ear, rolling over me, his hands braced on each side of my head and his cock nudging my entrance.

“Always,” I answered, lifting my legs to wrap them around his hips.

He inched inside and I moaned in pleasure. My nerve endings were sensitive from my last orgasm, and it was almost too much for me. Almost, but not quite. My body tightened as he slid in and out of me with slow strokes that teased. As hard as he took me before, this time was gentle. Loving. He really was worshipping me with his body, and I felt it all the way to my soul.

“I love you,” I whispered, cupping his face in my palms and staring deep into his eyes so he could see how much I meant the words.

It seemed to be his undoing. “Fuck, my Evie, I love you too,” he groaned as he emptied inside of me. His orgasm triggered another for me, and it washed over me while I kept my eyes locked on Alex’s, letting him see exactly how deeply he affected me. Leaving myself completely vulnerable, because I knew I was safe with him.

“I’m sorry I was a jealous bitch earlier.” My face was hidden in his chest as I curled up in his arms.

“Jealous is as sexy on you as you seem to think it is on me.” He tipped my chin up to look in my eyes. “But you don’t have any reason to feel that way, baby.”

“Neither do you,” I reassured him softly.

“Yeah, well, it goes without saying that you damn well better not have used your feminine wiles on any of your missions.”

The possessiveness in his tone made me giggle. Me. Giggling like a schoolgirl. But who could blam

e me? He’d just proved how much I was his in ways which would stay with me forever, but he still felt the need to get all growly with me before letting me fall asleep. “And yet you just said it.”

A deep growl rumbled up his throat as his hands slid under my armpits. Then he hauled me farther onto his chest and tightened his hold on me. “I fucked you hard enough you shouldn’t have any energy left to sass me.”

“What can I say? I’m full of your come and sass.”

“I like knowing you’ve got me deep inside you, my scent marking you,” he rasped.

“Such a possessive beast,” I teased.

“Damn straight.”

I loved my husband, but I didn’t understand his reaction to some things. “You seem to have no problem with the number of targets I've eliminated, but one mention of me so much as flirting for intel and you turn into a raving lunatic?”

“Other men would kill to have you in their beds, Evie. If it takes me being a raving lunatic to keep you in mine, then so be it.”

“Silly man.” I cuddled against his chest, letting my eyes drift closed without telling him that he didn’t have to do any such thing. I didn’t have room to talk—I’d kill to keep us together.

Chapter 8

Alex

Some people would probably flip their shit if they found out their spouse was a covert spy, and in particular, an assassin. It was clear Evie wasn’t sure what to make of my reaction.

It wasn’t like my hands weren’t covered in red, though my job didn’t often lead to death, unless they got the chair, of course. I was no innocent, I had a body count and it wasn’t exactly small. In some ways, what I did could be considered even worse than Evie’s job. I used manipulation, yes, but I also used pain and intimidation to get what was needed, and I was damn good at it. The justification was simple; what we did, we did in defense of our country. Bad deeds for a noble purpose.