Page 35 of Marriage Bargain With Her Brazilian Boss (Billion-Dollar Fairy Tales)

His thick brows drew into a frown, as if outraged by the fact that her body didn’t listen to his dictates. “What do you need, Princesa?”

“A kiss would make me feel a lot better.”

His nostrils flared, a wicked light dawning in his tawny gold eyes. “Let me get these wet things off you, Princesa, and you can have whatever you want.”

“I want it now,” she demanded sulkily, tipping her chin up. “I got married, lost a fortune in stock to my greedy fake husband, then got sent out while he hung out with his ex for hours on end behind closed doors with everyone giving me pitying looks, then I got hurt and then I got wet and then I got kidnapped and it’s really not a stretch to want some kind of compensation for all the—”

His mouth swallowed her complaint.

Fingers gripped her head while he...devouredher. This kiss was rough, demanding, hard. Full of teeth and nips. His long fingers tangled in her hair, gripping it, twisting it, and Nush moaned. If he’d been gentle with her, she might have fallen apart. But he wasn’t. He let her feel his hunger, his threadbare control, his raw need and that was the best present he could’ve ever given her.

Nush pressed into him, loving the scent and feel of him, craving more and more. Every inch of her throbbed, every inch of her needed. He tasted and smelled like all the decadent things in the world, of long, cozy winter nights, and bright sunny afternoons and everything in between.

Dragging his mouth away from hers, he trailed soft kisses down her jaw and at her neck and before she knew it, he was moving away. Still reeling from the dizzying sensation, she looked down to find him kneeling at her feet. Dampness made her sex ache and she couldn’t help but press her thighs together.

“What...what are you doing?”

“Giving you a kiss to make up for all the hardship you had to endure today.”

“But I meant...” Cheeks reddening, Nush watched helplessly as his big palms cupped her hips, steadying her. She wanted his mouth there but she also...

“This is the kiss I want to give. The taste I want from my new bride.”

Devilish man and his damned games!

“If you’re not ready for it, if you’re too...tired for it,” he said, his voice honey smooth, “I’ll put you to bed,querida.”

The wicked twinkle in his eyes tore through her inhibitions. How dare he insinuate that she wasn’t ready for this? For him?

“No, I want it.”

“Say it. Beg me for it.”

“Caio, will you please go down on me?”

He gave her a smile that was so full of heat and promise that Nush swayed. “Hold on,” he said, pulling her other hand to his head.

“I’m fine.”

“You won’t be when I get started and I don’t want you to get hurt more.”

She relented and clutched his thick hair.

Hands on her knees, he made her spread her thighs a little more and then he was nosing through her folds, the lace of her panties no barrier.

“You’re so pretty all over, Anushka.”

And then her panties were ripped off and then he separated her folds and then he was licking her...there.

The differences hit her first.

She was only used to her fingers and even then, she’d always needed lots of help but Caio’s tongue... Jesus, he was thorough. He licked her up and around and then stabbed her opening with the tip of his tongue.

Nush thought she might pass out before she came.

“Is that good?”

“Please don’t stop.”

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