Page 36 of Fractured Vows


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Briana tried to brush it off. “It was just a family meeting to go over the game plan. It really was. They wanted to make sure everyone knew who to shmooze and what side deals needed to be accomplished. My life choices were only brought up because it would be bad for my bigger picture. I was supposed to be here alone, and turning up with you has disrupted the scheme they’ve been laying around a certain individual. They still want me to meet the hedge fund shark, so they’ve put him at our table—which we can’t change.”

I caught her fluttering hand and brought it to my lips.I wish I could take you away with me, suits.They didn’t deserve her. It wasn’t like I did, either, because there was no way she would pick the underworld over the life she’d fought to build for herself. But at least I could appreciate her. Briana didn’t deserve a court of monsters. “They’re fucks. All of them.”

Briana snorted. “I’ll drink to that.”

“I’ll get it,” I murmured, depositing her on the couch.

“Okay, one drink and then we’ll put this ugliness aside,” she said forcefully. “I’m sorry, you weren’t supposed to get a front seat to the drama.”

“No, not a front seat. I’m here as your shield, suits, and right now I’m doing a shitty job of protecting you.”

Briana took the tumbler of amber liquor I prepared at the mini bar and gulped it down. I let out a long whistle. “That bad, huh?”

“You have no idea,” she breathed, pressing the back of her hand against her lips to hide a hiccup. “Alright, fun Briana is back online. What’s the agenda for tonight?”

I could see the effort it took to push all the baggage away. Taking the empty tumbler away, I slid her hands into mine and pulled her to her feet. Not trusting myself to make her feel better with words, I allowed my body to do the talking by drawing her in close.

My fingers skated down her zipper. Briana shivered, eyelids fluttering. I bent and pushed her hair aside, laying a kiss on her collarbone. As the teeth of her zipper unhooked, I felt a shiver race over her body. There were a thousand sensual acts I wanted to commit with her—and a few twisted, filthy ones too. The one thing I would not compromise tonight was pace. Every damn second would count. I would peel back each frozen petal of this woman, thawing them all until I reached her center. What lay at the heart of this flower, I wasn’t sure, but it was a treasure I was desperate to find.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, peeling back the sides of her dress to unveil a patch of silky, smooth skin.

Briana snorted. “You’ve been trying to get me naked this whole trip. Now that you’ve succeeded, are you telling me you’re not interested in seducing me anymore?”

“Very interested,” I growled. “But you’ve got to swear to me that you won’t wake up in the morning with feelings.”

A peel of laughter bubbled out of her. “We’re not twelve, Tor.”

“That contract was pretty detailed,” I pointed out.

“Shut up and kiss me, you fool.”

My already painfully hard dick throbbed, eager to take part in the action. With iron control, I continued my slow, seductive ministrations. I kissed her throat, feeling her rapid pulse against the tip of my tongue. Skating my hands down the open zipper, I peeled the dress down even further. “Are you sure you don’t want to control this by making a detailed proposal of how you want me to fuck you, suits? Are you sure you don’t want a list of items on the table? We can negotiate between the sheets.”

A shudder reverberated through her lithe frame. “I don’t give a damn. I just want this.”

“But you like to overanalyze and argue every point. It’s in your blood.”

My touch teased her bare skin, my lips kissing a slow trail to the shell of her ear. Fuck, she tasted good. Something I could devour. The temptation was too great; I took a bite, nipping at her flesh.

Her wordless protest vibrated under my lips. “Hard—fuck me hard. If you can’t figure out the rest without a typed, annotated, and verified document, maybe you aren’t the man for the job.”

That sent a bolt of need straight to my balls. “You want it rough?” I rasped, fingers digging into her hips.

“Yes,” she gasped as I lathed my tongue over her pulse again.

Sliding my possessive touch down, I squeezed her ass. “Then I’m going to fucking devour you, Briana.”

Another shiver ran through her. My cock pulsed greedily, stiff and straining against the waistband of my sweats. Briana felt it against her belly and laughed softly. She reached down to brush her fingers over the bulge. “I’m clean and on the pill if you want to be bare—”

I cut her words off with a hard kiss. My tongue delved into her mouth, meeting hers with a hunger I couldn’t contain. While she continued stroking my package, I ripped the dress from her shoulders. There was no bra, and I’d already been gifted her panties. The heels would stay.

I snatched my tie. “Turn around.”

Briana reared back, eyes wide. “Viktor,” she warned.

“Is my counteroffer not to your liking, suits?”

She blinked at me. Keeping the electric energy buzzing on high, I surged forward, catching her chin in a firm hold and rubbing my thumb against her jaw. “You gave me your panties, babe,” I reminded her. I dragged my knuckles up the side of her curving waist.

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