Page 20 of Cruel Vows

But we’re not alone.

I stiffen with the thought of the other people in the room, but his head drops to my neck. He trails hot, wet kisses along my pulse until the only thing I can think about is him.

His cock slides through my slick folds, the tip sinking into me before pulling back out.

The muscles in his arms and torso flex as he hovers over me, those dark eyes searching mine.

I nod, hands roaming his broad shoulders before I rake my nails down his back.

He shudders, sinking his cock into me a little at a time.

My pussy clenches around him, stretching against his size as I hook one leg over his hip.

With a groan, Sean rolls his hips, sinking the rest of the way into me. “You feel amazing wrapped around my cock.”

Lust shoots through me as I rock my hips, needing more of him.

He grabs a pillow from the top of the bed, stuffing it beneath my hips. One hand presses against my lower stomach as he slides out of me before sinking back in.

I think I’m going to come then and there.

His cock throbs as he rolls his hips. His soft groan has me arching off the bed, desperate for more.

“Good girl.” He leans forward and takes my earlobe between his teeth, pulling on it as he slams his cock deeper into me.

Moaning, I rock with him, meeting every thrust. My fingers dig into the muscles of his back, nipples stiff as he thrusts harder and faster.

Sean’s soft moan sends another wave of desire through my body, his cock stiffening as he dips his head and pulls one of my stiff nipples into his mouth.

When he bites down, I come, my arousal coating his cock as he pumps faster.

He switches to the other nipple, biting and flicking his tongue as he comes, drawing out our pleasure until I can’t think straight.

His sweaty body slumps against mine while he blindly reaches for something.

A few seconds later, a blanket covers me.

I grasp the blanket tight as my chest heaves. My body feels cold as he peels himself away, glancing at me with eyes so cold they could freeze the sun.

Sean stands up, not sparing me a glance as he reaches for his clothing and pulls it on. He doesn’t look at me once as he turns to Kara and Marco, staring at them wordlessly until they stand and leave the cottage.

A hollow feeling takes up residence in my chest as he crosses to the small chairs on the other side of the room and sits down.

“You’d better get dressed quickly before someone else comes out here to see if we’re still fucking.” Sean grabs my bra and thong, tossing them to me.

I cast the blanket to the side, even though humiliation is burning through me again.

It was stupid to think that this meant anything to either of us. I know it didn’t.

Though I allowed myself to get lost in the feeling of him pressed against my body, it’s not going to happen again.

No matter how divine his cock feels as it throbs while I come.

Sean is still the same cold and calculating man he’s always been, and I’m still the woman who only exists on the fringes of this life, holding my hatred like a lit torch high above my head.

At the end of the day, Sean is still the man who killed my father. He tore my family apart sixteen years ago, and then he spent those years tearing at me.

It might have made me stronger in the end, but he will never deserve an ounce of the woman I am now.

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