Page 10 of Sinful Wrath

Mikhail goes to take a step into the water, but I hold up a hand to stop him.

“Those have to go too.” I point tohis boxers, fighting a smile as Mikhail scowls. “Unless of course you have something to be embarrassed about…”

My eyes flick to the bulge in his pants, and I try not to squeeze my thighs together.

“Trust me,kisa, I have nothing to be embarrassed about.” He dips his fingers into the waistband of his boxers.

I sink my teeth into my lip as I watch him pull the material down his very muscular, very tattooed thighs. I bite back a moan once he straightens, giving me a full view of his impressive cock.

It’s not even hard, and it’s still so thick and glorious that I’m practically panting with the need to touch it, lick it, sink down onto it?—

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all…

From the outside, Mikhail Koslov appears to be the full package. He’s tall, dark, and sexy as hell. Add to the fact that he’sverywell equipped, I could easily see myself having a good time with him.

It’s just a shame about his personality and the fact that I’m being forced to marry him.

“Fuck, it’s cold,” he grumbles, wrapping his thick arms around his body as he steps into the water. “If this is your idea of fun, then you’re insane.”

“Oh, man up, Koslov.” I dip my hand into the water and send up a huge splash.

He curses, jumping back and almost losing his footing.

I double over with laughter, though it soon turns into a squeal as his strong arms are around my body, lifting me into the air.

“Mikhail!” I cry.

“I’m plenty man enough,” he growls in my ear.

Before I have a chance to retort, he launches me into the water.

I scramble to the surface, coughing and spluttering as I try to catch my breath. Though a deep, rumbling chuckle has me pausing.

I push the hair out of my eyes and look over at Mikhail, who is now waist high in the water.

Oh, my god. Is hesmiling?

“You’re right, that was fun.”

“You’re an ass.” I scowl as my wet hair clings to my body.

His lips quirk up at the edges as he trudges through the water toward me.

“And you’re a tease…” His eyes flick down to my very exposed breasts.

“Oh,cucciolo, this is nothing.” I cup my breasts.

I keep my eyes locked on Mikhail as I run my thumbs back and forth over my pebbled nipples, letting out a soft moan at the sensation.

They’re insanely sensitive, and the thought of Mikhail dipping his head down to take one hard bud into his mouth has me moaning even louder.

This is definitely the champagne talking.

Mikhail’s throat bobs, and it’s clear he’s desperately trying to keep his eyes on my face as I knead my breasts.

“At least you are capable of having some fun,” I murmur, dropping a hand so I can run a fingernail up his chiseled abdomen.

He tenses beneath my touch, and I smirk, taking a step closer.

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