Page 20 of Unbreakable Vow

Good girl.

My hips buck up at his hand.

“Ahh, there it is. That’s right, come for me. Be my good girl and come for me.” He rubs harder, faster, exactly what I need as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, keeping them curled exactly where they hit the sweetest spot on my body.

My toes curl into the bed, my chest aches from how fast my breath is coming. And it’s all barreling down on me, the pressure, so much pressure.

What if it falls away?

What if I fail?

What if I can’t?

“Eyes on me!” he snaps as though he can hear my thoughts.

I move my gaze back to his and the second our eyes meet, I’m swimming in the feelings again.

“Be my good girl, Cora.” He rubs harder. “Good girl. Such a good girl,” he says softly, his eyes never leaving mine while my eyelids flutter.

“Oh! Oh!” I grab at him, holding tight to his forearm as the most intense wave of pleasure crashes over me and whisks me away into a fog of immeasurable joy.

My throat constricts as a scream of unadulterated passion climbs its way out and I’m consumed by it.

Moments tick by before my breathing finally slows, matching the gentle touches he’s giving me. He removes his fingers, brings them to his mouth, and sucks the glistening juices from them with a grin.

I groan internally. I screamed like a crazy woman. He must think I’m insane.

He brings his hand to my cheek.

“Seems like everything works just fine.” He winks and eases my nightgown back over my chest and down to my waist.

I open my mouth but snap it shut. How do you thank someone for the most mind-blowing orgasm you’ve ever had?

He pulls the blankets back up over us and lies on his back.

“Go to sleep now, Cora,” he says into the darkness.

“Wait. You said something, earlier and then again now, in Russian, what was it?” I ask before I lose the nerve. I’m all soft and comfortable now. When my brain comes down from the orgasmic high he’s given me, that might change.

“I said you were gorgeous,” he says, turning onto his side and throwing his arm over me again.

“Oh.” I blink a few times. I can’t remember anyone ever saying that to me before. “Thank you.”

He grunts.

“It’s not a good thing.” He pulls me closer to him. “Go to sleep.”

It’s not a good thing?

I’m too at ease to push the issue.

This man is a puzzle.

One that I can work on figuring out in the morning.

“If you’re donetext fucking your girlfriend, we have a problem we need to discuss.” I glare at Viktor. He’s leaning against the desk tapping away on his phone with that lovesick expression in his eyes. It’s nauseating how easily my cousins are led around by their dicks.

“Don’t call her that,” he snaps.

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