Page 23 of You Know I Love You

"I'm not dreaming?"

"No, I'm here." He kisses my neck. I roll in his arms, needing to face him.

"I missed you."

"Missed you too."

"I called."

"I was busy climbing the side of the house. Hands were kind of busy."

I snort a laugh. "You snuck in the window?"

"Yeah, you can add it to your naughty rebel list. Having boys sneak into your room."

"I don't think so." I slid over the top of him. "You're not a boy." Vasily is all man. I can feel how hard he is for me already. I lean down, brushing my mouth against his. He takes control of the kiss, his hands moving to my ass as I rub myself against him.

“I want to taste you the same way you have me.” I break the kiss, wanting to do a little exploring of my own this time.

“You want to suck my cock? To wrap those gorgeous lips around me until you make me come? Tell me.”

“I want to suck your cock.” Before, my cheeks would have been on fire with how direct Vasily is but not tonight.

He’s my husband, which gives me all the confidence in the world. Even though I have no clue what I’m doing, I slide down his body, trailing kisses until I get to his boxer briefs. Peeking up at him, I can see the desire for me in his eyes. It makes me feel powerful and sexy.

“Take me out,” Vasily commands. I slip my fingers into the waistband and pull it down. His cock springs free, a drop of cum already leaking from the tip. I lick my lips, then lean down andlick it up. The groan that leaves Vasily lets me know that I’ve pleased him, which only spurs me on more.

I may not have experience, but I’ve read enough romance books to know the basics. Wrapping my hand around him, I stroke him a few times before leaning in and taking the head of his cock into my mouth.

“Fuck, your mouth is hot.” The familiar ache between my thighs when Vasily is around forms. He reaches down, lacing his fingers into my hair, encouraging me to take more of him. That’s exactly what I do. I work him with my hand and mouth, taking as much of him as I can.

I can feel his thighs flex under me as I work him faster in and out of my mouth. Vasily's breathing grows heavier, his fingers in my hair tightening.

“Willa,” he groans my name as he comes.

I keep sucking as he fills my mouth, drinking him down. I don’t stop until he is pulling me off of him. He takes my mouth, pinning me. My thighs spread to make room for him.

“You know how fucked up it was that while I was climbing into your window, I was thinking about how I was going to fuck you in your childhood bed?”

“Vasily,” I gasp. Why does that sound so dirty and hot at the same time? “You’re filthy.”

“When it comes to you, Princess, there are so many filthy things I’m going to do.” I moan at his words, knowing that I’m going to love all of them.

Chapter Thirteen

KING

“What time does the bell ring?”

“Fuck off,” I grit out, making Anton chuckle. I do feel like a fucking creep. My wife is still in high school. There has to be something wrong with me. I didn’t even finish high school. I dropped out to keep fighting and to be able to feed myself.

“What? Just asking.” He fights a smirk. “I’m only fucking with you.” Anton drops his feet on the desk. I turned one of the rooms at the warehouse I own on Lighthouse Landing into an office. I am going to be sticking around. If my wife is here, then I am here.

Damn, it never gets old thinking of her as my wife. Getting married had never been a thought in my mind. But I know how fast things can change.

“I know it’s messed up,” I admit, but it doesn’t change anything because there is no going back. I’m not letting Willa go. If I was better, I would have stayed away until she was at least done with high school, but I couldn't. If Willa wants to dip her toes in a different lifestyle, she’ll be doing it with me at her side.

“Don’t do that. I really was only fucking with you. It's not like you have a thing for young girls and have been fucking them.” Ishoot him a glare. “In fact, I was starting to wonder if you had a type.”

---