All Chapters of These Reckless Vows: The Billionaire's Bride: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

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Bonus Chapter: Sex, Suites and Proposals (I)

Leonel 1 MONTH LATER ~~~ I pull Ava’s light box to the front of our hotel room and frown. It feels nearly empty. How does she have almost nothing in her box for a two-week trip? My hand would have almost snapped off from the effort of pulling Madison’s box. “You need more stuff.” I huff, looking back at Ava. She pulls off her sunglasses and does a small frown that tugs my heart. I’ll never get tired of watching her. “I brought more than enough things, Leonel.” She insists. I lift her box over my head with no effort, “Really?” “Okay, maybe I did pack a little light.” She mumbles, “But this is my first international trip. I didn’t know how much to take.” Fuck, I always forget what her life was like before we met. I drop her box and walk to her, sliding my arms around her waist, “I’ll get you so much shit you’ll need a plane to carry your things back to New York.” She laughs, and my dick twitches at the sound. I’ve always been turned on by Ava, but recently i

Bonus Chapter: Sex, Suites and Proposals (II)

Ava ~~~ I wonder if Leonel can feel how sweaty my palms are as I pull him to the bedroom? This is it. Right before our trip, when Leonel was out of the house, I quickly invited Evie over, threw open my laptop, and together we began searching online lingerie stores. “I don’t know if I can do this,” I told Evie when she pointed at a pink lingerie set with holes in the nipple area. “I agree, this isn’t scandalous enough.” She tsked, taking the laptop from me and narrowing her eyes at the screen. My jaw dropped, “Evie! I didn’t know you were so… freaky.” She looked up briefly from the banana-flavoured underwear glaring on my laptop screen, and said seriously, “When you are in a relationship with Oliver Carter, freakiness just happens.” It took 1 hour and a lot of me cringing, but I eventually put a lacy red bra and thong set in my cart. Right when I tried to snatch my laptop back and forget this ever happened, Evie swatted me away, scrolling to the next section of…

Sex, Suites and Proposals (IIl)

Ava ~~~ Leonel backs us into the door, his hot, desperate tongue stroking mine. “Fuck.” He murmurs, sinking his hands into my hair and pulling my head back to deepen the kiss. His other hand trails to my waist, leaving a line of fire as it goes. I need more of him. I need him to ease this pleasure building in my core. Desperately, I try to grind against him, but his hand keeps me pressed to the door. I whimper my disagreement. “You don’t want to cum too early, Mi Valienta,” his voice is rough and raw against my lips, “ I want this to be perfect for you.” My breath comes out in harsh, breathy pants, but Leonel doesn’t respond to my clear desperation for him to be inside me now. Instead, he peppers the side of my neck with small, gentle kisses. “More. Please.” I gasp. My fingers curl into his shoulder, and I can feel his tense muscles beneath the fabric of his shirt. Clearly, this man wants to have sex as desperately as I do. But he just keeps going gently; kiss

Sex, Suites and Proposals (IV)

Ava ~~~ Leonel yanks out his belt, the sound causing a ripple of desire to flow through me. I hear the rustle of his jeans coming off, and it only makes me more desperate for him to make love to me. “Mmm, Ava.” He groans. Instinctively, I reach inside his underwear. Leonel breathes out harshly as I begin rubbing the length of his hard, juicy cock. “Fuck, baby.” He grunts, eyes shut. “That’s not my name,” I insist, “say my name.” I don’t know where I got the confidence to talk to him like that, but it makes Leonel arch toward me and kiss me harshly. “Ava,” he says breathlessly, and desire builds between my legs, “Ava, just like that.” I pull out his penis, marvelling at its length, at that delicious curve I know is going to hit me in all the right places. “I’m ready. I want this.” Leonel opens his eyes, taking his fat cock out of my hands and pumping it. From this angle, he looks like a Greek God. “Are you sur-“ he starts. “I am.” I cut in. Surprise

Sex, Suites and Proposals (V)

Leonel ~~~ God, I love this woman. Ava looks like an angel, curled into my chest as she snores softly. I rub my hand over her cheek, then through her hair. I don’t think I’ve told her how much I love this short look on her. Gently, I fix her bra, remembering how hungry I’d been when I yanked it down, then I peel myself away from her so I can run a shower. “No.” She protests, reaching for me, still half-asleep. I kiss her nose, chuckling, “I want to wash off.” “No,” she says again, then cracks open one beautiful green eye, “stay with me.” Well, there’s no arguing with that. I take my pants and boxers off entirely, throwing them to the ground where my t-shirt is, before snuggling under the covers with her. She sighs happily, wrapping her legs around my waist. She’s so magnificent. Everything about her makes me fall even more in love. It’s no wonder I came so fast. I can still hear her desperate moans, her passionate panting. The way she said my name, and don’t even ge

Sex, Suites, and Proposals (VI)

Ava ~~~ The boat rocks beneath us, and a band plays their violins for Oliver and Evie take their proposal pictures. I feel good. Like, I got high for the first time good. Every time I glance to Leonel, my insides turn to jelly, and all I can imagine is him railing me again. Or… making love to me, if you feel like being poetic. “Are you okay?” He whispers, “are you… sore?” “Baby, if you ask me that fucking question one more time I might just break up with you.” He laughs, but it’s short and strained, “I just want you to be okay. I’ve never slept with a virgin before and I know the first time can be hard.” “First two times you mean.” I insist, reminding him we did it from the back right before we came here. The tips of his ears actually turn pink, “Ava, I’m serious.” I know, and that’s what’s so infuriating. How can anyone be serious at a time like this? We’re in Paris. All our threats are dead or backed off. Our friend’s are about to get engaged. Most impo

Epilogue l

3 YEARS LATER Leonel ~~~ “You’re going to be the death of me.” I grunt, sliding out of Ava just so I can push into her again. She moans, and the sound awakens every nerve in my body. “Leonel.” She whispers, still so sleepy. My favorite part of the day these days has been waking her up with my cock. But I’m careful, I have to be. I kiss her, moving my lips as gently as I’m driving into her. She whimpers that sweet noise that always almost makes me cum. “Oh fuck.” She says softly, then whines, “You can go harder.” “I don’t want to hurt you.” I grunt, even as it takes all my energy not to go rough. One bare breast peaks from beneath the covers, and I resist sucking that hardened pink nipple. She isn’t satisfied. I can tell from how she keeps arching up, telling me with her body that she needs more. I trail down her neck, hoping butterfly kisses make up for my softness. “Harder.” She pants. I kiss her nose, “No.” Frowning, she wraps her legs around my thrusti

Epilogue ll

Ava ~~~ Leonel and I manage to pull ourselves out of bed, and after another fuck in the shower leaves my legs jellied, I actually consider hauling my pregnant ass back into bed. Sike. Now, my post-sex glow stares back at me from the mirror. I twist to admire my little belly in my pantsuit, loving the weight of my baby. I'm not the only one. Leonel wraps his big arms around me, soothing my stomach and whispering, “You get more beautiful every time I see you.” I scoff, “You mean I get bigger?” “Ava.” he warns, “don't do that. It's healthy weight, and you look good.” he nips my ear, “delicious even.” I stifle my moan. The last thing I want is for my sexy husband to seduce me into not going to the office. I intertwine our fingers and change the subject, “I have a feeling the baby’s a girl.” Leonel’s eyes glow, “a mini you? I'm so fucked.” I blush all the way to the dining room. Leonel insists on carrying me down the stairs, like he has every day since I showed him my

Epilogue lll

Ava ~~~ Surprise, surprise, Leonel makes love to me in the car before we head to the office. I’m still coming down from the high of being eaten out when he swerves into the car park, looking at me with creased brows. “Are you okay?” He murmurs, resting one hand on my belly and the other on my cheek. These days, he’s been a little overbearing. But honestly? After Jaxon, I’ll take my overprotective husband any day. “I’m fine.” I assure him. We’re greeted at the door by my favourite receptionist, Fiona, and when she spots my small belly, I can see her mind reeling to ask if I’m pregnant or just overfed. “We’re expecting Fiona. You can ask.” Leonel’s husky voice says low enough to almost make me whimper. Fiona lights up, and I can’t help blushing as she squeals, “Oh, that’s wonderful Sinclairs! No wonder you haven’t been to the office in some time Mrs Sinclair. I’m overjoyed for you!” “Thank you, Fiona,” I say shyly, and Leonel squeezes my hand. Right then, the eleva

BOOK TWO TEASER: These Fighting Desires

16 Years Later Valentina Sinclair ~~~~ “I thought my parents loved me.” Willow and I lay shoulder-to-shoulder, simmering in our shared annoyance. “Same.” She responds, tilting her head to stare at me, “Do you think if I beg Aunt Ava enough she’d stop this from happening?” I scrunch my nose, thinking of what mum would say if Willow talked to her. “Willow, angel, this is such an amazing family tradition.” I mock my mum’s enthusiastic voice. Willow giggles, “And then uncle Leonel will join in, cause he’s always on aunt Ava’s side.” I lower my voice to try to get Dad’s deep tone. “Your mother wants the best for you, mi mundo, and so do I.” Willow covers her face with her red-gel fingers, her shoulders shaking from laughter. “Uncle Leonel will murder you if he finds out you were mocking him and your mum.” She breathes between chuckles. “Oh please. My parents would die before they ever punish me. They’re such softies.” It helps that I’m actually good. The straig

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