Page 183 of Gloves Off

“So trusting and obedient. Such a good wife for me.”

I shiver. I don’t have the brain space to fight him. I’m floating, waiting, desperate for more.

“Are you close?”

“Yes,” I manage through clenched teeth, arching my back.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“You going to let me buy you another ring?”

My clit aches with need. “Fine. Yes.”

“You know what I think whenever I see you wearing my ring, Georgia?” His breath tickles my pussy, and I shiver. I’m hot and cold all over, right on the edge. “I think,mine. I think,that’s my wife.”

His fingers press inside me, finding that ridged spot. My lips part as he works it with his thick fingers, stretching me. My climax is on the horizon, gaining energy, but then Alexei pushes his tongue inside me and my thoughts detonate.

Holy hell, Alexei Volkov has his tongue in my ass.

Sharp pleasure erupts and my orgasm slams into me. I shudder through it, listening to the low, pleased noises he makes, his free hand grasping my hip, pulling me back against his face. My hands fist the duvet, my toes curl, and my heart pounds harder than ever as I spin and hurtle and shatter.

As I come down, his hands smooth over me in calming strokes. He applies soft, loving kisses to my thighs, my backside, my lower back, before he’s turning me over.

“Georgia?” Hovering over me, his eyes are dark, his expansive chest rising and falling fast. “I want to come inside you.”

My pulse stumbles.

“I’m clean,” he adds, voice rough, eyes never leaving mine. “I’ve never gone without one.”

“Me neither. I never trusted anyone enough. I want you, though.” I run my hands over his chest. “All of you. Nothing between us.”

He closes his eyes. “Hearing that...” He shakes his head. “Fuck, Georgia. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I can’t help but smile. “And I have an IUD.”

“Right.” He blinks like he didn’t even think of that.

“I’m not sure if you know this, Volkov,” I’m still breathless but I give him a teasing smile, “but sex can lead to pregnancy.”

“I’m aware.” He makes a frustrated noise. “I’m finding it really hard to care about that right now.”

He can’t mean—? He does. His expression is intense and determined. Heat washes through me at the idea of him getting me pregnant.

At my baffled expression, he smiles. “I want kids with you.”

“Now?”I blanche, and he laughs into my neck. My career. His career. It’ll be hard. It’ll hurt. It’ll change our lives forever.

Despite all of that, I want it, too. Just not yet.

“No, sweetheart.” A kiss against my skin. “Not now. But eventually. When we’re ready.”

I relax. I’m going to be thinking about this for a long time. The besotted, head-over-heels-in-love part of me reminds me how loving and protective Alexei is, and that having a baby with him might be one of the best things I ever do.

“We’ll talk about this later,” he murmurs, bracing himself above me. “Right now, I need my wife.”

My legs fall open, he positions himself at my entrance. I can barely speak, I’m so overcome with this fluttering, heart-pounding, all-consuming want for him.

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