Page 104 of Sweet Animosity

My balls tightened at the sight. As the pressure along my shaft increased, I squeezed my hand tighter. “Are you going to be my good girl and swallow?”

Her gaze narrowed as her body tensed.

I knew she both craved and hated my filthy, domineering mouth in the bedroom.

Leaning forward, I braced a palm next to her head as I tilted my hips forward. “Tell me now, beautiful, before I shove it so far down your throat, you choke.”

She licked her lips even as her fingernails dug into my denim-covered thighs. “Yes.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Yes, what?” I asked, taunting her further.

“Yes, I’ll swallow.”

Fuck.

I came.

There was nothing hotter than a strong woman submitting.

I shot my come over her lips and tongue. “Lick those lips.”

The tip of her pink tongue swept out over her lips.

With waves of dark pleasure still running over my shaft and balls and up my spine, I growled, “Now swallow.”

She obeyed.

“That’s my girl,” I said with a wink.

Pushing my cock back inside my jeans, I crawled off the bed and headed to the private bathroom attached to the hospital room I’d secured for her. Soaking a washcloth in warm water, I returned to the bed just as she was covering herself.

“Not just yet. Lie back.”

I slowly rubbed the washcloth over her stomach and breasts before smoothing it over her shoulder and down her arm. The very moment those blood tests confirmed her kidneys and liver were fine, I was taking her home and giving her a proper bath. Perhaps in the Jacuzzi she’d clearly enjoyed earlier today.

The wet washcloth made her skin glisten with moisture as I ran it over her arms and legs and back over her belly. I then dried her off so she wouldn’t get a chill.

Returning to the bed, I lifted the oxygen tube.

Vivian frowned. “The doctor said I didn’t need it anymore.”

“Indulge me.” My fingers caressed the shell of her ear as I gently secured the oxygen line behind each ear and then allowed her to place it just below her nose.

Turning off the light, I shed my clothes and slipped into the narrow bed behind her.

Vivian had curled up on her side like last night.

And just like last night, I wrapped my arm around her middle and pulled her close.

Her fingers ran over my forearm, swirling the tips in my arm hair. “You didn’t really mean it about forcing me to marry you, did you? You just said that to scare me into being more careful about my safety, right?”

Leave it to my stubborn girl to immediately default to the solution she wanted to hear instead of reality the moment the threat had passed. Her selective memory was the very reason I had to take this step.

At least the most convenient reason.

The other was that I wanted her as my wife. Pure and simple.

And what I wanted, I got… even if I had to take it by force.

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