Page 91 of Ruthless Reign

“You are deeply mistaken if you think, based on our conversation, that I want to be with Katerina.”

I’m poking the bear, but I can’t stop myself. The bite of jealousy is real, gnawing at me with sharp, insistent teeth. Anyways, he’s the one who went on a date with Katerina and allowed her to kiss him.

My frustration peaks, and I open my mouth to push back, but he stops me with a sharp tug at my roots.

“Be very careful what you say right now, milaya, because I can’t be held responsible for my actions. I’ll claim temporary insanity.”

A cocktail of fear and excitement blasts through me. I glance up at Roman through my lashes, and my voice comes out hoarse. “What are you going to do?”

“You know what happens when you tease a man like me?”

I swallow and shake my head.

“Push me, and you’ll find out.”

My nipples harden to little diamond points under my shirt, and my pussy damn near soaks through my leggings. What’s wrong with me that I want to work Roman up? Make him so mad that he takes his anger out on my body?

My pulse races wildly as I poke a finger into his chest. “This is me pushing you.”

“You were warned,” he snaps. “Now get on your knees, and beg for my forgiveness.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

ROMAN

Her confidence evaporates the second I demand she gets on her knees. Silly girl. Liza shouldn’t be provoking a man like me unless she plans on seeing the game through.

I don’t make empty threats, and it’s time for her to see just how serious I am.

“I can see you’re nervous.” I run a thumb over her parted lips. “But you’re going to suck my cock and love it, do you understand?”

Her bottom lip catches between her teeth, and she nods. Then she does something completely unexpected. Her warm palm cups me firmly over my jeans.

Shit. The sensation is incredible.

Holding eye contact, she slowly undoes my belt and then moves on to undo my button and lower my fly.

“Take it out,” I instruct her in a hoarse voice.

Her hand slides into my boxer briefs, and she wraps her fingers around my shaft, giving me a firm stroke. Her touch is unsure, hesitant, like she’s just exploring, but my dick doesn’t care. Any contact with her body is enough to make my eyes roll back in my head.

“You feel good … smooth and warm.” She rubs her thumb over the head of my dick that’s slick with pre-cum.

There’s nothing I want more than to see her on her knees, my dick sliding between her perfect lips, but I also want her to want it, even if she’s going to pay for the way she teased me earlier.

Is she fucking serious wondering if Katerina is the woman of my dreams? The woman I’d consider marrying? Until I met Liza, marriage wasn’t even remotely in my plans. After seeing the horror of my parent’s union and considering the violence in my line of work, I was happy to opt out. But I happen to like the idea of my ring on Liza’s finger.

“It won’t take itself out,” I remind her.

Her hands tremble as she pulls down my jeans and boxer briefs, finally wrapping her elegant fingers around my straining erection. I hiss out a breath, unsure of how long I can last once she takes me in her mouth. I’m already so on edge.

Most women look delighted when they see what I'm packing below, but Liza doesn't seem to share that enthusiasm, even if my size shouldn’t be a surprise to her.

“How am I going to get my mouth around this-this monster cock?”

I nearly choke with laughter. “I’m flattered you think I’m sporting a monster cock, but I promise it’s going to fit perfectly down your pretty throat, just like it fit in your pretty pussy. Now, I need you to listen to me.”

Her apprehensive gaze flicks to my face.

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