Page 55 of Ruined Vows

I chuckle and grab her ass on impulse at the word, a thousand fantasies flooding my brain. My cock wants her mouth on it. Wants her to swallow it and choke, her saliva flooding down to my balls.

My hand collars her throat and I slowly push her against the wall. “Don’t play with me, Red, because I’ll give you what you ask for.”

Her bra-constrained chest heaves toward me, and she digs her nails into my scalp, eyes glaring in challenge. “Good. Because I need something fucking real after tonight. You saw my world, where I’m treated like a porcelain doll. Everyone’s too busy telling me what to do to listen to a fucking word I say.”

“Well, I’m listening. But I don’t think you understand fucking dirty like a military man fucks dirty.”

She arches a challenging eyebrow at me. “Then why don’t you show me tonight? Why do you think I’ve really been going toCarnalall these weeks? I’m tired of vanilla. I want some goddamned excitement before I’m shackled to an idiot who can’t even get it up.”

I bare my teeth at her. “You’re still going to marry that prick?” God that makes me fucking crazy. When she grabbed me at the elevator, I hoped it meant she was coming to her senses. Not that we— Just that I could be her first rebound fuck.

“I don’t do relationships,” I warn her.

She laughs. “I literally just told you I’m going to get married in eight weeks. Who said anything about a relationship?” Her eyes flash. “I want to getfucked.So what are you going to do about it?”

I swear my vision goes red when she talks like that. Sweet, vulnerable, but wanting it dirty?Fuck.“How about I make you swallow the cock of a real man?”

She pretends to yawn. “Every man I ever met brags about what a big dick he’s got. Then you get a peek at the thing, and it’s barely a hotdog.”

I grin and unpeel her legs from around my waist to set her back on her feet. “Well, babe. Take off your bra so I can see those gorgeous tits while you suck off the real goddamned McCoy.”

Her eyes widen, and I’m half-ready for her hand to come flying to my face. But instead of slapping me, her arms go behind her back, and a moment later, her bra goes slack.

Holy shit. She’s actually doing what I say?

But not without a fight, it seems, because she glares at me the next second, her glorious, perfect handful tits bobbing, nipples puckering.

“I want you to treat me like a whore. A real one, too. Don’t take it easy, and don’t make it nice. I want dirty. I want rough. I’m assuming you carry a condom with you?”

This is one of the reasons I love sex. You get to see all sorts of people’s internal fantasies. They’re never more real than when they’re telling you how they want to get fucked. And knowing Professor Red’s secret fantasies and knowing I can give it to her in a way nobody ever has before?—

I nod, cock painfully hard in my jeans. “Three.”

She grins, her tongue peeking through her teeth before continuing. “Perfect. Then I want to be animals tonight. All night long. My safeword isdaylight.”

Fuck. Me.

Never losing eye contact with me, her hands go to her hips, and in one smooth motion, she shucks off those demure silk undies of hers. Exposing herself to me.

She’s not waxed like I expect her to be. And fuck me, she’s red everywhere. Neat little springy red curls cover her sex. I drink in the sight of her, absolutely bared before me.

The princess and the gorilla.

“What are you waiting for?” she asks. I hear a note of vulnerability in her voice when it was so commanding just a second ago.

“You’re my whore now,” I say crudely, reaching back to grab my shirt and tug it off over my head. “I’m examining the merchandise.”

She eyes me back as I walk in a slow, deliberate circle around her. I’ve caught her sneaking glances the past week, but she’s finally allowing herself to really look me up and down. I smack her ass and enjoy its jiggle and the little yelp she makes. She dances in place a step but then returns to standing completely still.

“Legs spread,” I demand, and dutifully, she obeys.

When I get back to her front, I unbuckle my belt, and her big, moon eyes watch each of my movements in what looks like excited anticipation.

“Eyes ahead,” I snap, in a similar tone our commander used in basic.

I like it when her eyes immediately go forward. I like it a lot. I shove my pants down and kick off my shoes, then my pants. Finally I’m standing in just my boxers, with her totally naked in front of me. Fuck, that’s better. Now my straining cock can actually breathe.

“Let’s test your readiness. Eyes on me.”

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