Page 49 of Sinful Wrath

He blinks, as if I’ve just woken him from a trance, and I fight a smile as he scrambles to get my towel.

I shiver, a sudden cold breeze hitting my skin, and I glance over at the window and realize I’ve left it open. I silently curse.

If Mikhail notices, he’s going to realize the truth about my little escapades, and he’s never going to trust me again.

Somehow, I need to close it without him noticing.

Good thing I have a way of keeping him occupied.

“Here.” He hands me my towel without meeting my gaze.

I narrow my eyes at him as I take the towel.

He’s angled his body away from me as if trying to hide something, but I know from the look in his eyes that he’s hard as a rock.

Just the thought of his impressive cock sends a rush of wetness building between my thighs.

It’s clear we both want this, so whybother fighting it? After all, by this time next week, we’ll be officially married. Might as well get a head start on the honeymoon.

“Mikhail…” I purr, tossing the towel on the bed. “Look at me.”

I watch his throat bob as he eventually gives in and turns to fully face me, and then it’s my turn to trail my eyes down his body.

Once I notice his erection straining against his zipper, I let out a soft gasp as my pussy clenches, already so desperate to be filled by him.

As if he can read my thoughts, he takes a step closer to me.

“What do you want, Lucia?” His husky voice is heavy with arousal.

I swallow as I tear my eyes away from his cock to look up at him under my lashes.

“I want you to fuck my mouth.”

His eyes give away his desire.

But before I have a chance to sink to my knees, he reaches out and wraps his hands around my neck, pushing his thumbs into my jaw to tilt my head back.

“I told you,” he growls, squeezing my throat just enough that a gasp escapes me. “I’m a gentleman. Which means, I get on my knees foryou.”

The thought of this man on his knees, fucking me with his tongue, almost has me climaxing.

A strangled sound escapes me as Mikhail starts to walk me backwards, his hands still wrapped around my throat, until I’m pressed against the window.

“Mikhail.” I part my thighs so that he can have full access to my pussy.

He dips his head to lick along my jaw, and I take the opportunity to reach my hand over my head to gently closethe window. Just to ensure he’s distracted, I make sure to buck my hips against his cock at the same time and let out a moan of pleasure.

“Lucia,” he groans, resting his forehead against mine and closing his eyes. Maybe he’s trying to compose himself.

“I want to touch you.”

“Not yet.” He gently squeezes my throat again.

I grind my pussy against him again and let out a whimper.

“You will be rewarded for being patient.” He drops his hands from my throat, stepping back.

“But—”

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