Page 91 of Beyond Enemy Vows
Niko's hand flies to my throat. His grip possessing me.
He steps into me, walking me backward until my spine hits the hotel wall, his eyes never leaving mine.
"You don't get to leave me now," he says. "Something like Rome never happens again."
I don't look away from him as I shake my head slowly. "No, never again."
He presses his muscled chest against mine, his cock already thick and pulsing against my stomach. "And if you do get any ideas, next time I won't come looking. I'll drag you back."
I look up at him with eyes that bare everything, and his mouth crashes down on mine in a kiss that's hot and demanding. I gasp against his lips, my body arching into his touch.
His free hand slides up my thigh, under my dress, finding the edge of my panties. I moan as his fingers brush against me, already wet and wanting.
"I need you, baby," I say against his mouth. "I need to feel you."
Niko's eyes lock with mine, dark with desire. "You'll have all of me."
He doesn't undress me gently.
He tears me open.
His fingers find the zipper at the back of my dress and yank it down so fast it jerks my body. The straps fall from my shoulders, and in seconds, he's stripping me bare. My bra unclasped. My panties down my thighs and onto the floor.
My back hits the wall again, and he comes at me with a devious smile. I slide his jacket off as he kisses and licks me, my hand in his hair as he ravages me.
I unbutton his shirt and he helps me get it off.
He runs his tongue down my neck and I feel his warm tongue swirl around my nipples, sucking them. I arch into him and his tongue slides across to my other breast, leaving nothing untouched by his fire.
My whole body is buzzing as I undo his belt and pants. He fists my hair and pushes me to my knees. I pull his boxer briefs down and he guides me forward, taking his beautiful cock in my mouth.
I swirl my tongue around his head, and slide it up and down his shaft as he thrusts into me, fucking my face like I deserve it.
I feel my throat stretch taking him in and he holds himself deep inside my mouth before pulling out. I gasp for air, saliva stretching from my lips to his cock. He does it again and I relax, taking all of him.
I moan as he fills my throat. I feel wetness between my thighs and I crave for him to be inside me.
I stroke and suck him with everything I've got, making him feel pure ecstasy.
Just when I think he's going to come in my mouth, he pulls me to my feet and kisses me.
He then lifts me like I weigh nothing and I wrap my legs around his waist as he slides into me.
"Jesus!" I yell as he suddenly fills me.
“That’s my good girl,” he says.
He braces me against the wall and starts thrusting, the burning stretch quickly turns to erotic pleasure. The way he stretches me, fills me with his cock, becomes something my body craves. I feel him pulsating in me and he begins to slam into me aggressively like he can't control himself.
"This is mine," he grits, his hand on my throat again. "This body. This pussy. This life."
"Yes," I cry out. "Yours."
He fucks me like he's branding me. Like if he goes deep enough, fast enough, hard enough, I'll never forget what I am.
His.
"Say it again."
