Vow of Obsession – A New Reign Read Online Lucy Darling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love, Mafia, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
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“I wore it up so it wouldn’t distract you."

“It’s not only the hair that is distracting.” I let the veil fall to the floor, going for the clip next. With one click, all her wild curls fall freely around her face.

“I might need help with the dress too.” Tova turns to give me her back. All those damn buttons.

“The buttons are small.”

“It’s fine if you break one. Not like I’ll wear it again.”

“You added the pockets.”

Tova peeks over her shoulder at me. “You noticed them?”

“I don’t miss much when it comes to you, little mouse.”

She gives me a cheeky smile.

“It is a beautiful dress.” It’s her that makes the dress so appealing. “There you go,” I say when the last one is free. Tova turns back to face me, holding the dress up with her arm.

“I’m just going to do it while I’m feeling a bit more bold.” I don’t get a chance to ask what she means before she lets her arm fall free. The dress drops, pooling around her feet. Holy shit, she’s trying to kill me.

I audibly swallow as I take her in. My wife stands in front of me in only a pair of silky white panties and her wedding ring. She’s breathtaking, a fever dream. One I never want to wake up from.

Blood thumps through my body and straight to my already hard cock. Fucking hell, she's more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. A goddess. One that I would be more than willing to fall to my knees in front of and worship happily.

Tova’s breasts are high and firm with dusty pink nipples. Her stomach is soft, sloping into her rounded hips. Ones I want to grab on to, sinking my fingers in while I pull her into me.

I have been asking myself what it is about my Tova that drew me to her from the very start. Why is she so different? Why does the sight of her spark parts of me alive that I didn't know were there?

My conclusion is it’s simply her. I’m drawn to her, and trying to resist is a fight I will no longer have with myself. I shuck my suit jacket off, letting it hit the floor before I undo the rest of the buttons on my shirt.

Tova’s little pink tongue darts out as I step closer to her, pulling my shirt the rest of the way off. “I’ve wondered about your tattoos.” My abs flex when her finger traces the one on my left side.

It’s strange being touched so much. I’m not used to having someone be so free with touching me. It normally would irritate me, but I want to pull her in closer. I want all her touches for the rest of my life. To experience all of our firsts together.

“Maybe you can explore them another night.” I drape the buttoned-up shirt around her.

“What are you doing?” she asks but slips her arms in, and I button it back up.

“You’re drunk, Tova. We can’t take things further.”

“I don’t like when you call me Tova. Sounds weird.” She wrinkles her nose. “Wait. Are you saying no sex?” Her brow furrows as though she’s disappointed.

“No sex.” But fuck, do I want to.

“But I shaved my vagina.” I don’t know how the hell I manage to keep a straight face. She’s adorable. A word that didn’t exist in my vocabulary until her. “And now you’re not even going to see it. I did all of that for nothing.”

“You want me to see it, little mouse?”

“Maybe a little.” A small huff leaves her. “You know what? Never mind.” She spins around, I’m sure to flee. Soon she will see that never works. This time I don’t have to chase. Her feet tangle in the dress pooled around her.

A small scream leaves her, and I quickly scoop her into my arms before she can hit the floor. “You can open your eyes.” I have her cradled in my arms again. She pops one open.

“You caught me.”

“I did.” I carry her over to the bed, laying her down. She scoots up to lean against the headboard.

“You sure you don’t want to see it?” Her fingers drift up her bare thigh as she parts them slightly. The shirt I put on her has bunched around her waist, giving me a view of her panties.

My breathing grows heavy. “Little mouse.” I try to warn her, but I know it’s useless. My new wife lives to push my buttons and test my control.

“A tiny peek.” I reach down, grabbing her ankle, needing to touch her. “That’s not a no.”

“Would it matter what I said?” She twitches her nose, tapping her finger to her lips as though she’s thinking. We both already know her answer.

“Nope!” She smirks, leaning forward. Tova wiggles her finger for me to come closer. “Unless it’s anal,” she whispers. “I’m not doing that if you ask.”



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