Epilogue
Three months later
“Harder,” I gasped as Onyx pulled me down over him. “I need it harder,” I groaned as his cock filled me completely.
“Fuck.” Onyx’s head tilted back as he thrust upward as I ground down over him.
“I need it too,” he growled as he flipped us both in the bed.
As he held my legs wide, his hips slammed into mine while he watched us where we were joined.
“Fuck, your pussy was made to swallow my cock,” he told me as he looked up at me.
My answer was to cry out as he withdrew completely and dropped his head to lick my pussy. “No,” I moaned. “I want you inside,” I scolded him.
“I want both,” he growled as he slid down the bed, getting comfortable as his arms looped around my thighs. With his strength, he flipped us again, and I was riding his face.
“Oh, I love when you do this,” I told him as I rocked over his mouth.
“It’s so good,” I whispered as I flattened my palms against the wall to give me leverage.
“Don’t stop, I mean it.” I was moving faster.
His tongue was a gift. His whole body was a gift.
“Onyx,” I called his name again, begging for my release.
Strong hands lifted me up off his mouth for a moment. “You don’t come until I tell you.”
“No!” I whined. “Onyx, no.”
“You did this to yourself,” he reminded me as he dropped me back onto his mouth, and his tongue tortured me.
I stole his client. It was his own fault. He left the contract on the coffee table, and I saw it, amended it, and sent it to the client, and I got the signature.
“I didn’t mean it,” I lied. “I thought it was a present.” I heard and felt his snort of disbelief.
My nails dug against the wall. “I’m sorry, okay?
” I said as I pushed down on his tongue, which was currently deep inside me.
“It was sneaky,” I gasped as his pinkie grazed my other place.
“You bastard, don’t! You know it makes me come too hard. ”
I tried to get off him, but he held me tight. My orgasm was cresting, and I wasn’t able to stop it. “Fuck,” I hissed, and I felt him press in his pinkie as he held me down tight, knowing I’d try to get away.
I lost the fight.
My head was thrown back, my back arched, and my hips shook above him as my orgasm crashed over me. I knew I screamed, but I didn’t care. We were alone with no neighbors.
I felt him move me, and I curled up onto my side. “Cheater,” I protested weakly.
“Mm-hmm, you look like you lost,” he mocked me as he kissed me deeply. “On your knees, Angel,” he told me.
He slipped a scarf around my neck, and my body thrummed in anticipation. Onyx slid inside me, settling himself deep before he gave a few short strokes.
“I love when you come,” he told me as he bit my neck. “I can feel you clutching at me, greedy for more,” he said as he licked the bite to soothe it.
“Then give me more.”
“You’re perfect,” he told me quietly as he began to move. “So fucking perfect.”
Moving my hair out of the way, I felt the silk scarf get tighter around my throat. Onyx twisted the ends tighter, and I gasped for air.
“Fuck,” he hissed as he moved faster. “Lift that ass,” he demanded, and I did as he played with the scarf, experimenting with how much I could take as he continuously fucked me.
He twisted it again, and my hands flew up to clutch at the scarf as he moved faster and faster behind me.
I couldn’t breathe. Swallowing repetitively, I scrambled for breath. I heard him groan that I was squeezing him as he pulled the scarf tighter.
I felt the scarf loosen, and I dragged in large gulps of air as I bucked back against him. Suddenly, the air was gone again, and the scarf was too tight. I didn’t tap out. I trusted him completely. He played my body like I was his own private symphony, and he was my personal conductor.
God, I needed more.
His cock was rock hard, and I bounced frantically on it as he moved even faster, both of us racing to the finish line.
“Gonna come,” he warned me. “You’re too tight.” His teeth bit into my shoulder, marking me. “Fuck, Angel, you’re gripping me so tight.”
I couldn’t breathe. My head was swimming, and my body was wound up too much. I felt him start to come, and with a sharp hiss, he let the scarf go, just as I started to pass out.
The orgasm I’d had on his tongue was nothing to what happened as my body broke into a million fragments, and I heard him roar above me as he climaxed too. Collapsing on the bed, sweaty and exhausted, Onyx followed me down, his forehead resting between my shoulders, his cock still inside me.
“Fucking hell,” he mumbled as he rolled us onto our sides, his arm wrapped around me, pulling me in tight.
“That was,” I struggled to get words, “so good.”
“Good?” I heard the sharpness of his tone.
“Better than good,” I assured him as my hand flailed around until I touched flesh that wasn’t mine, and I patted him. “Great job.”
He started to laugh, and I protested when he slipped out of me and rolled over.
“Don’t sleep,” he warned me. “We’ve got guests coming.”
“Make them go away,” I told him as I snuggled into the pillows. “I need to sleep.”
“No.” A sharp swat against my ass made me jerk. “You need to shower. My parents will be here in an hour,” he reminded me.
“No, tell them I’m sick,” I pleaded. “We’ve been having sex all morning. I can’t stand.”
“You can stand, and you will stand, because you’re being punished.” He sounded far too smug. “Now, up you get.”
“I hate you.”
Soft lips captured mine, and he kissed me slowly, tenderly, and soon I was on my back, my hands twisted in his hair as I kissed him back.
“You don’t hate me,” he scolded gently as he looked down at me, his dark eyes filled with amusement.
“You love me.” He rubbed his hardening length against my pussy.
“Especially when I do this.” His lips brushed against mine.
“And when I do this,” he added as he slid inside me again, and I moaned in appreciation.
“I thought I had to get up?” I asked him as my legs wrapped around his waist.
“You do, but I’ll decide when.”
“How much longer until they’re here?” I asked as we moved against each other, taking it slow, letting it build after the intensity of the last time.
“We’ve got plenty of time,” he said as he dipped his head to kiss me.
We were tangled in each other, relishing each other, when we heard the front door bang open.
“Onyx! Stop banging Angel. We’re here.”
Onyx dropped his head onto my shoulder and groaned. “Fuck, I forgot the twins and Ash were coming,” he admitted as we heard more thumping.
“Onyx!” Another voice was nearer to the bedroom. “We’re going to the pool. What time’s dinner? I’m starving.”
“Fuck off, Gray!” Onyx yelled over his shoulder as I started to laugh under him.
“Guess we better get up,” I said as I stroked the side of his face. I heard a distant shriek of laughter and then a splash. “They brought their girlfriends.”
Onyx lifted himself up off of me a little. “I already hate that I invited them to dinner.” He looked down at me. “We could make them wait?”
“Or we could get up and go see your family,” I said as I pushed at his chest. He rolled to the side with a groan, and I got out of bed on shaky legs.
As I was walking to the bathroom, I turned to look at him over my shoulder. “Oh, did I mention that I took a call about Ash this week?”
Onyx growled and leaped from the bed as I ran into the bathroom out of his reach. He caught me in the shower and pulled me to him as he kissed me hard. He turned the shower on.
“My brothers, my cousin,” he reminded me as he guided me under the spray. “My clients.”
“I know,” I said with a smile as I raised myself up onto my tiptoes to kiss him. “I just like to tease. We both know not one of them would sign with anyone other than you anyway.”
“True.” He kissed me long and slow. “You’re also mine,” he reminded me as he backed me up against the shower wall, lifting me slightly before sliding me down onto him. “I don’t share.”
“I know,” I said as he moved against me, and our hands ran over each other. “But you’re not the boss of me, Onyx Santo,” I teased him as he sucked at my neck.
“I am though,” he said with a victorious grin. “I really am.”
“Only in the boardroom,” I corrected him. “Sometimes,” I amended.
“In the boardroom and in the bedroom,” Onyx boasted as he moved slowly and leisurely against me. “Because I own this pussy, and I own this body, and I own you.”
“You don’t own me,” I gasped as he thrust hard against me.
“Who do you belong to?” he asked me as he stared into my eyes. His hand dropped to my pussy, and his fingers stroked over my clit. “Who owns this?”
“You do,” I moaned as I clenched around him.
“Who owns this?” he asked as his mouth kissed my chest over the area of my heart.
“You do.”
“See? Mine.”
“Yours,” I conceded as I kissed him hard. “You’re utterly ruthless, Devil,” I mumbled as I looked at him, and he kissed me again.
“Mm-hmm, just the way you like it,” he said with a self-satisfied smirk.
“Just the way I love it,” I corrected him.
“Onyx! We’re here,” his mom called from outside the bedroom door. “The boys said you wouldn’t be long. When will you and Angel be ready? Shall I make some cocktails?”
“I’m going to kill them all,” he groaned as his head dropped onto my shoulder, and I started to shake with laughter. “We’ll finish this later,” he promised me as he stepped back, helping me as I got steady on my feet.
“I know.” I caught him for a kiss before we both hurried to get ready and go have dinner with the family.
My life was good, and my heart was full. I’d danced with the Devil, and I won.
Although some may say I lost, because Onyx was a hard man. He wasn’t known for his kindness, and he definitely wasn’t easy. But he was mine, and as they said, the devil was in the details, and I always read the fine print before I signed.
THE END
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