Page 60 of Unbreakable Vow

“Time to show you.” I scoop her off the counter and toss her easily over my shoulder.

She giggles when I burst through the bathroom door and bring her to the bed.

Our bed.

“Get out of that nightshirt and lie down.” I shove out of my boxers.

She sobers with my command. “I… can I keep it on? It’s a little cold in here.”

“Don’t worry, Cora. It’s going to get plenty warm.”

I gripthe hem of the nightshirt, unsure if I want to tempt things by defying him.

Who the hell am I kidding, the determination in his eyes tells me all I need to know. I can either take it off or he can tear it off, either way it’s going away.

His patience wanes, and he climbs on the bed with me. With a tight grip on the bottom of the nightshirt, he rips it upward and over my head, flinging it across the room before I can think to stop him.

“I was going to do it,” I whisper, shuffling back toward the headboard.

His eyes darken with a predatory desire that heats my blood.

He follows me across the massive bed, gently pushing me backward until I’m lying down. His fingertips dig into my thighs as he spreads them wide.

His tongue darts out, licking his full lips as he lowers himself between my legs and then his mouth is on me.

The tip of his tongue presses against my clit.

“Sergei. You don’t… oh, hell.” I fist the pillows behind me, trying to keep from shoving him away.

“I don’t what?” he mutters against my clit.

“Huh?” I look down the length of my body and find his dark eyes staring up at me.

“You were saying something that was probably going to piss me off, but what was it?” He leans up, his lips glistening with my arousal.

I was.

What was it?

“I don’t remember,” I answer.

“Probably better that way,” he grumbles before lowering his head again.

I bite back a moan when the flat of his tongue presses against me.

Slowly, he drags his tongue over my slit, sucking my clit into his mouth when he reaches it. My toes curl into the bedding and the moan I’ve been fighting slips out.

“Fuck.” I suck in air.

“Not yet.” He scrapes his teeth against the inside of my thigh, making me hiss from the sharpness of it. “Brats have to be patient.”

I roll my eyes back when his tongue finds my clit again.

He slips two fingers into me while he licks and sucks at my clit. If he keeps doing this, I’m going to explode, and he won’t be able to stop me.

“Sergei.” I groan his name when he bends his fingers as he fucks me with them.

“Not yet, brat,” he orders.

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