Page 61 of Unbreakable Vow

His fingers twist and curl while his tongue laps over me with an expertise I never fathomed a man could have. My entire body is his to command, and I don’t care. I will bend to his will if he’ll never stop doing this to me.

How could I have ever thought my body was broken when he can make it come alive with such ease?

My muscles pull tight and I’m getting closer and closer to oblivion.

“Fuck, Cora, you taste like perfection.”

I look down at him, and for a moment our eyes lock. His fingers twist again, bending more and I slam my eyes shut, trying to hide the orgasm that’s building.

“Hmmm, not yet, I think.” He slips his fingers out of me just as the first wave of an orgasm is about to hit.

“No!” I whine.

He chuckles.

It’s the second time tonight he’s smiled.

And I can’t lie; it’s sexy as fuck that it’s because of me.

“You wanted to play the brat,” he reminds me with a wink.

“I want something else now,” I complain, sticking my bottom lip out for a proper pout.

He crawls up my body until his mouth reaches mine. Leaning down more, he bites my lip until I yelp.

“I’m going to fuck the brat out of you.”

“Don’t make threats you can’t keep, Sergei.” I tease him more, because apparently, I have a death wish.

Though death by orgasm wouldn’t be a horrible way to go.

He spreads my thighs further, lining up the fat head of his cock with my entrance.

“No threats, Cora, a promise.” And he plows hard into me, knocking me breathless.

He captures my cries with a kiss and thrusts into me over and over again, while grinding his hips in such a way that my clit is being given more attention than she’s ever had before.

I lift my hips, taking all of him.

He breaks the kiss with a roar as he fucks me better than I’ve ever been fucked before. I hook my ankles behind his back as our movements rock the bed against the wall.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

My heart and the bed make the same sounds.

“Give me what I want,” he growls into my ear before biting down on my earlobe.

He pushes my thighs even wider.

My eyes roll. My stomach drops. And my breath is whisked away as the most intense orgasm rips me to shreds.

My throat aches with the scream that comes with such a force.

Only when my body slows and breath starts to fill my lungs does he thrust into me, filling me with his release.

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