Page 27 of Unbreakable Vow

“Step out,” he orders, letting go of my panties that are still wedged between my cheeks, and gentles his grip on my hair.

I work my right foot out, losing my shoe in the process, then wiggle my left out as well.

“Come this way.” He yanks me from the wall and walks me to his desk. When we get to the front of it, he pushes the desk accessories away. Paper clips spill onto the floor, the pens roll off the desk.

“Sergei, I told you the truth.”

He shoves me over the side of the desk until my cheek is pressed into the cool wood surface.

“I believe you,” he says, grabbing my panties and pulling them down, out of my cheeks and then shoves them to my feet. “Stay,” he orders and lets go of my hair to retrieve the panties.

“I was only hoping to get information for you.” Because then I’d have more to barter with, but I’m sure he’ll come to that conclusion on his own.

“I told you to stay here, not to go out and play detective. What do you think will happen if he finds out you’re trying to get information from him for me? About my family?” He cups my ass.

“How would he find out? I’m just sitting there with coffee!” I regret my exasperated tone when his hand lands hard against my ass.

“We’ll talk more later.” He lays into me with his hand, peppering smacks without sparing a spot. My body reacts the same as yesterday. At first, I’m pulled in tight like a spring as the pain begins to register, but then slowly, I ease into it, melting into the heat that his hand brings.

After a dozen, maybe more, swats, he stops abruptly and slides his hand between my thighs.

“Fuck, Cora. You’re soaked.” I think he’s trying to accuse me of something, but he sounds so damn pleased about it, I’m not sure.

His fingers find my clit and slowly roll clockwise with the perfect pressure. I don’t even try to stop the moan that falls from my lips. I arch my back, lifting my ass up to him and spread my legs just a little bit more.

A beat later, his hand is gone, and my hair is being pulled again. My scalp screams at the new burn as he yanks me up from the desk.

I’m spun around to face him, and his mouth captures mine in a possessive kiss. Wanting more, I lean into him, trying to take control, but I should know better. His hands grasp my waist and in the next second I’m lifted off my feet and planted on the desk.

His eyes line up with mine and the hunger I see there makes my own desire for him rip through any concerns I have about letting this man get under my skin.

He works the buckle of his belt open and rips the strip of leather from his pants, all while keeping his dark eyes fixated on mine.

“Hold this.” He pushes the leather into my palm. “Do not let go,” he orders in such a raw voice, it sounds as though it’s ripping his throat to say it.

I nod and wrap my hand around the warm leather.

“Tell me again, you understand that you’re mine.” He shoves his pants down far enough for his cock to spring free. I feel it pressed against my thigh and when I glance down, I suck in a breath.

He grabs my face with both hands, pulling my attention back to him.

“Tell me, Coraline. You understand that you’re mine.” His voice is as close to violence as a tone can get.

I swallow.

“Yes, Sergei. I understand. I’m yours now.” I nod.

He grabs my hips, yanking them to the edge of the desk where he lines the fat head of his cock against my wet entrance.

I fall back onto my elbows with the jerking movement, but my gaze never leaves his. The slight burn of my ass returns when he cups my cheeks, lifting me up and a new wave of arousal rolls through me.

He mutters something in Russian before he thrusts forward, fully embedding himself inside.

I cry out from the sudden burst of pain it causes. It’s been too long since I’ve been with a man. It feels every bit like it’s my first time, but he claims my lips, steals my scream as though it feeds his desire.

He pulls back then plows forward again.

“Sergei!” I yell his name, but the pain lends way to more desire, more craving, more… I just want more. I’ve never wanted anything like I want him to go harder.