Page 45 of Vow of Desire

His words make me blush. “Why do you call it that?”

“Your pussy? Because that’s what it is. There’s no shame in it. Do you like it when I call it your pussy?”

“I don’t know what to think.”

“Does it feel good? That’s all that matters.”

“Yes,” I sigh. “Yes, it feels good.” It also feels amazing to vocalize how I’m really feeling.

“Then I want you to come for me again as I finger fuck you. Can you do that?”

His harsh, dirty words make me blush but they also make more wetness seep out of me. Is there something wrong with me? Or is this perfectly right?

“I don’t know,” I admit.

“Try. Not for me but for yourself.” He moves his finger in and out of me faster. My hips rise to meet his hand, seeking more. I never thought I’d be this lost in pleasure. All at the hands of my terrifying husband who isn’t as terrifying as I once thought.

Who I might actually be starting to care for.

Every action of his finger inside of me makes my inner walls clamp down. Despite knowing some basic sex education, I never knew it would feel like this. This full. This consuming.

Spike after spike of pleasure hits me going from my stomach down to my toes.

My eyes never look away from Matteo’s. It’s like he has me under a spell. I’m not sure I could break it even if I wanted to and now, I’m not sure if I want to break it all.

“Come for me,” he commands. “Let go, Luciana. I know you want to. Just let go.”

Getting his permission is exactly what I need. My second release washes over me in a powerful gust. My toes curl and my hands clench before my body relaxes. Matteo pulls his finger from me and right before my eyes, licks it. Tasting me again.

“You taste so fucking good,” he compliments, making me blush. “How did all of this make you feel?”

“Confused,” I whisper.

“Confused how?”

“I liked it…”

“But you still feel like you shouldn’t have liked it? What we did… there was nothing wrong with it. I showed you pleasure, Luciana. You can enjoy it. That doesn’t make you less perfect. Do you want to see how aroused I am? Because I liked it too.”

I swallow hard. I’ve only seen Matteo without his shirt on before. Never fully naked.

But I can’t deny my curiosity.

“Yes.”

He stands up and pushes his pants and underwear down to reveal his penis. His erect, hard penis.

The sight of it makes my inner walls clench. He’ll put that inside of me one day and I’ll let him. Not just because it’s my duty but now because I want to experience it. That thought frightens me. How can I want this man who scares me?

I need it to make sense.

He grips his penis and begins stroking it. “Look at how hard I am. There’s nothing wrong with being aroused. Nothing wrong with enjoying what your husband is doing to you. I enjoyed what I did to you.”

“But you’re… you.”

“And you’re you. We’re different people, yes. But we both feel the same things. I may have done bad things in my life. That doesn’t mean what I’m feeling right now is wrong. What you just felt wasn’t wrong. Any good husband would want their wife to orgasm from their touch. Trust me on that.”

“How can I trust you when I barely know anything myself?”