Page 46 of Sacred Vow

“Let me know.” I end the call, turning to her.

“Important call?” Isolde glances at the phone in my hand.

“How sore are you?” I question, walking toward her until she starts taking steps back into the room.

“Sore?” She reaches for her ass with both hands.

I smile. “Not your ass, your pussy. How sore is it?” I slide my phone onto the dresser, screen side down, and reach for the buttons on my jeans.

Her face bursts into a blush and she looks away from me. It’s almost too adorable, her momentary shyness.

“I-I’m fine.” She backs up until the bed hits her ass. I narrow my eyes on her.

“Hmm, another lie.” I shove out of my jeans and boxers and rip off my shirt and toss both to the side. I grab hold of her nightgown by the collar and pull her closer to me.

“It’s a little sore, I guess,” she whispers her confession while reaching up for a kiss. Not wanting to deny myself, I brush my lips across hers.

“Still. A lie is a lie.” I kiss her once more. “Since your mouth keeps getting you into trouble, I think I’ll punish it this time.” I lick at her bottom lip. “Get on your knees, Isolde.” I yank downward on her shirt until her knees buckle.

“Andrei, I’m not sure—”

I press my finger to her lips. “I already told you, you’re mine.” I bend over and grab hold of the shirt, pulling it up over her head. Her instinct is to cover her breasts with her arms, but I brush them away. “I can tie them behind you if you need me to.”

“No.” She shakes her head.

“You’ll be a good girl then?” I tilt her chin up with my knuckles until her aroused gaze meets mine. Her nipples are already hard peaks. If I reach lower, I’m sure I’ll find a soaking wet mess between her thighs. My girl responds so beautifully.

Even if she claims to hate it.

Another lie.

But I’ll let her keep that one for a little while longer. It’s too much fun breaking the wall down around her piece by piece to bulldoze it down.

“You’ll take your punishment?” I slip my thumb between her lips, pushing down on her tongue before hooking her cheek and pulling it to the side. Her stare intensifies.

She tries to nod.

Silly girl.

“Words, Isolde. Tell me you’ll be a good girl and take your punishment for lying.” I tug on her cheek just a little bit more.

She blinks, probably afraid she’ll look foolish speaking with my thumb like this. It’s that small bite of humiliation that makes my cock harden a fraction more. And it’s going to make her pussy weep with arousal.

“I’ll be a good girl and take my punishment,” she manages to say with only a slight pull on the words from my thumb stretching her mouth open. Pride blooms in her eyes right along with a fresh blush on her cheeks.

“Good girl.” I slip my thumb out and wipe the wetness from her tongue along her cheek. I slap her hand away when she tries to rid herself of the streak across her skin.

I sink one hand into her hair, pulling her toward me while I fist my cock and bring it to her lips.

“Open for me, baby girl.” The tip of my dick runs along the seam of her closed lips, leaving another bit of moisture as my pre-cum clings to her.

Her pink tongue darts out, licking away my taste before she opens her lips wide. I give her no warning and shove my cock past her lips, over her tongue, and down her throat until she gags. Her hands fly to my thighs, trying to shove me away, but I’m not going anywhere.

“It’s a punishment, my little liar.” I hold fast to her hair, keeping her against me as I slowly pulse my cock in and out of her throat. Tears roll down her cheeks, and she tries desperately to suck in air through her nose, around my cock.

I pull back just enough for her to relax a fraction, to get a good breath of air into her lungs. But my cock never leaves her mouth. I rest the head on her lips.

“Ready?” I ask, already sliding back over her tongue. When I reach the back of her throat, I ease my way, pushing a little at a time until she finally swallows me, taking me even further than I thought she was able.

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