Page 28 of Unbreakable Vow

Over and over, he thrusts into me. I push the heels of my feet into the desk, trying to get enough purchase to push up into him. It’s a frenzy, trying to claim him while he’s completely consuming me.

I’m in a complete haze of arousal as he continues to fuck me.

“Cora.” He growls my name as he wraps one arm around my waist and holds me while fucking me even harder. I’m rendered senseless; all I want is the next thrust.

His hand wraps around my throat and he pushes me back to the desk until my back is flat. With his free hand, he brushes his thumb over my clit.

I cry out.

Yes!

More of that.

All of that!

He continues to rub my clit, and just like last night, my body unravels for him. The coil is getting tighter and tighter in my core. I’m going to explode.

“Sergei,” I whine his name, like I need something from him but I don’t know what it is. I have no sense of my own thinking, only that there is a void that needs to be filled.

Letting go of my throat, he yanks my shirt up and pulls the cup of my bra down until my breast falls free.

“Be my good girl, Coraline. Come for me.” His voice alone could seduce me.

He pinches my nipple and tugs.

A white light flashes, and I’m gone. My body writhes beneath him as a mind-blowing orgasm rips through me. My throat burns from my cries, until the sounds dissipate.

Only when the waves ebb into subtle rolls of arousal and my muscles soften does he let go of my breast. He grabs my hips, pulling me toward him again, and he plows harder and harder into me.

I reach up to his face, stroking his cheek. He grabs my wrist and brings it to his mouth. He licks my wrist, then kisses my palm.

“Fuck!” He drops my hand and plows into me once more, stilling over me as his release takes over. His eyes gloss, then close.

Long moments pass before he opens his eyes, and when they meet mine, my stomach flips.

“Now, Coraline. Your punishment can begin.” He grabs the belt from my hand and in the next moment, I’m flipped over on the desk and his belt is lashing my bare ass.

Pain.

White-hot, blinding pain registers and I scramble, trying to get away, but he’s got me pinned again with one hand on my back.

“No! It hurts! Sergei!” I grab the edge of the desk and try to pull myself to safety, but he keeps me right where he wants me.

“Without your arousal to help you hide from your punishment, you’ll learn better this way. You’ll remember this and you won’t disobey again.” He brings the leather strap down hard on the tops of my thighs.

I scream, but it does no good.

No one is coming.

He’s not going to stop.

I give in.

“I won’t. I promise.” I would give him any words he wants if he would stop this torment. The haze of my orgasm is ripped away and in its place is this dark cloud of pain.

“You won’t what?”

“I won’t disobey! I promise.”

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