The Abandoned Wife Makes A Come Back

CHAPTER TEN

*this chapter has s****l content, be advised*

After dinner Edgar insisted on cleaning the mess while we relaxed. Vincent. Veronica and I sat in the living room to watch a movie. Vincent insisted on a comedy, my favorite genre. I was curious how he knew but someone taking my feelings into consideration was too heart warming to linger on the hows.

Veronica quickly passed out on the couch. Clutching a throw pillow as she drooled and snored quietly. Vincent wanted to take a picture of her dishevelled form but I gave him a look and he ceased the childish idea.

I chuckled and leaned in, my tone soft and teasing. "You're oddly obedient" I mused with a smile.

He c****d an eye brow at me, staying silent for a moment before whispering in my ear

"Are you teasing me princess?"

I smiled and playfully shrugged. "Maybe I am...maybe I'm not."

He chuckled a deeply, genuine laugh that made me smile warmly. He saw the look of joy in my eyes and blushes, looking away in a rare moment of shyness.

"We should head to bed...it's getting late."

I looked at my phone and nodded. "Alright, let's go to bed." I looked at V who was out like a light. "What about V?"

Vincent looked at her indifferently "I could toss a blanket at her" when he noticed my unamused expression he motioned at Edgar "take her to the guest room."

I looked at him in shock, wanting to protest but Edgar easily lifted her. I was stunned by the old man's strength given his rather thin and frail appearance. Before I could inquire Vincent took my hand and led me up the stairs.

Upstairs had 4 bedrooms and one bathroom, in the room closest to the stairs was a guest room where Edgar left Veronica to peacefully rest, the other rooms seemed not to be used much. One being used as another guest room and the other was more of a study or relaxing area.

I thought maybe I'd sleep in the other guest room but Vincent led me further towards the last room. He pushed the doors open with one hand and gently nudged me with the other.

The room was spacious and fairly simple in design. He had a firm king sized bed, a dresser and a night stand on either side of the bed and a large plasma screen TV that faced the bed. He motioned for me to explore the area.

There was a walk in closet, one side was lined with tailored suits and comfortable clothes that fit Vincent's aesthetics but the other side was more feminine with dresses and things that happened to catch my eye, I looked back at him curiously but he just shrugged.

"I thought you'd go shopping so I didn't prepare much" his tone was casual and calm.

I looked at him stunned. "These...are for...me? But..." My head tilted in clear confusion.

I didn't think we were at such an intimate level though I should have suspected his feelings given all the care he has shown, I just thought it was a temporary amusement though. These felt so...permanent.

He caught my chin as I tried to turn away from his deep gaze. His tone deep as he forced my face upwards, his grip was firm but gentle "did you think this was just a fleeting fancy? That id be satisfied with anything less than forever princess?"

I gulped nervously. "B..But we just met..."

He smirked and chuckled, his eyes flickering with possessiveness. "And I'm already addicted."

His confession made my heart race and my body warm up in the most intimate places. The heat reaching my cheeks as my breathing became heavier.

"I...Im divorced...." I whispered softly. The words tasting bitter. Like somehow they would tarnish my value, an insecurity I had been battling silently.

He simply smiled. "So?" He moved closer "you're mine now princess" he kissed me with a fevered passion.

His lips melted against mine as he pulled me flush against his sturdy abs, his hands felt strong but careful. Like I was precious.

We tangled together in the closet, my fingers reaching for his hair and gently entwining his dark locks in my desperate grip as I kissed him back like I needed him just to breathe. I couldn't understand the affect he had on me since the first day we met but I couldn't imagine a day in my life without his presence going further.

I moaned softly in our kiss the sound causing him to tighten his grip on me as his half lidded eyes focused onto me. He managed to pull away just enough to speak.

"Such an addictive little minx you are...i need you now my darling princess, but only if you agree"

His possessive grip told me he was struggling to compose himself but I knew he'd only continue forward on my command. I controlled the situation. It felt both exhilarating and a bit embarrassing.

I couldn't deny him though, never in a million years. I smiled at him and purred in his ear "take me, make me yours Vincent"

The words unlocked an animalistic purr from him as he scooped me up and carried me to the bed, tossing me onto the mattress with haste. As I sat up he was already completely bare, his chiseled body making my cheeks flush.

He was dangerously beautiful, strong, warm and the darkness added a spice I couldn't help myself from falling for. I didn't realize I had begun to undress myself until he licked his lips and growled in hunger.

"You're beautiful princess, from head to toe. I'll make sure you think of no one else but me for the rest of your life."

His words made my heart race. With him I felt beautiful, sexy and someone worthy to be desired. It didn't take too much. Just his touch, his kisses and his words.

"No one can compare to you Vincent... Never"

He smiled the most charming, sincere smile I had ever seen. It warmed my whole body and made my heart flutter.

His touch was gentle, loving and firm as he began to caress, lick and kiss my body in the most splendid ways. My toes curled as his tongue lapped greedily at my soaking wet core causing me to cry out his name like a prayer.

His tongue vibrated with the reading chuckle as he continued his intense motions on my most sensitive spot until my body was spasming from the pleasure.

"Let it go princess... Give yourself to me darling. Give me everything." He purred seductively as he brought me closer and closer to the brink of madness.

I cried out his name as he pushed me over the edge, the orgasm almost too much to bear as I quivered from the magnitude of it all. Panting and weak I looked up at him as he licked his lips, the look in his eyes was like a beast in heat. I could tell he wanted more, he was going to have more.

Before I could respond or regain some sense of mind he was positioned between my legs, lining himself up with my trembling body.

"Such a good girl... You deserve a reward." He whispered seductively as he slid inside me causing me to cry out as every inch moved slowly inside me, stretching me carefully.

His movements were deliberate and full of lustful need, he was careful to utilize the sensitive state of my body as he hit the sweet spot deep within me.

I cried out his name until I was hoarse, the sensation so wonderful I couldn't help myself as I came undone again and again. He revelled in my sensual surrender and continued his claim on me.

We went well into the night. I lost myself to the pleasure and passed out from exhaustion at some point after the third time he had filled me with his own desire. My belt felt full and my body was sensitive to the slightest touch. He seemed satisfied as he kissed me whispering sweet nothings to me before I succumbed to the exhaustion.

Cradled lovingly in his arms, satisfied in every sense of the eyes, I couldn't imagine a better sleep. I felt so happy, so truly happy.