Page 90 of Fractured Vows


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You’d best believe it, big guy.

I felt his cock thicken and twitch between us, but Viktor remained wrapped in the kiss. He was content, allowing himself this breath of time to show me the extent of his desire. I draped myself into his arms, letting as much of my naked body rub against him as possible.

When the kiss came to a natural end, we were both breathing hard. Viktor cursed and reached for a bottle of soap. He squirted the substance into his hand and began to rub it all over my body. Those deadly, strong hands tenderly worked into my flesh, massaging aches away that I didn’t know I had. He rinsed me off and then we stood under the spray, wrapped in each other.

How long we stayed like that didn’t matter. Time lost all meaning.

When my bones felt like jelly and the water began to lose its heat, Viktor reached around and pushed his fingers against my swollen sex. “Are you sensitive, suits?”

I moaned. “Yes. Oh, fuck, yes.”

“Good.”

His touch had brought me back to life. I twisted and dropped to my knees before him, bringing his cock to my mouth. I sucked the tip between my teeth.

Viktor cursed violently. He threaded his fingers through my hair, holding me in place with an unforgiving grip. I adjusted my jaw and braced my hands on his thighs. Staring up at him, I swallowed his thrusts deep down my throat.

Ilovedthis. The only other time I’d done this was back at the island resort, and this was a thousand times better than that experience.

“Shit, Bri. Do you have any idea how perfect you look on your knees for me? Begging me to give you more? I can see it in those big, baby blues. Fucking beautiful, that’s what you are.”

I moaned as he pumped in and out of my mouth.

Viktor pulled back suddenly, his dick popping from my mouth. “I need all of you, Bri. On your hands and knees.”

Part of me wanted to challenge him, to make him work for my obedience. The other part...well, I was curious. There was a rough tug on my hair, a warning that I wasn’t moving fast enough. Pulse beating wildly, I dropped forward. Viktor moved around me, adjusting the spray of water to fall on my back. There was a squirt from the soap bottle, and then his heavy cock fell on my backside as he knelt. He rubbed his thick length through the soap, then inched it down the seam of my ass.

Guessing at what was about to happen, I scooted as far forward as the shower allowed. “Oh, no! You’re not getting that so easily!”

Viktor stilled. “If you’re worried—”

“Not that, but since no one’s ever been back there, you’re going to have to work for it.” The words came out strangled. I wanted him to know I was playing but that I didn’t actually mind what he wanted to do. In fact, the way my pussy clenched in anticipation, I was beyond ready for him. “You’ve got to earn that entrance, Mr. Mobster.”

“Hmm,” Viktor murmured darkly. “See, the thing about us villains, we take what we want.”

And then, with masterful skill, he wrenched my arms out from under me. The force was tempered with grace, and my cheek was lowered to the tub floor, not dropped. He held my arms pinned behind my back.

“When you apologize, I’ll grab you a towel to lay on,” he said, voice low and scary.

“What do I have to apologize for?!”

He barked a laugh. “For delaying the pleasure we’re both aching for.”

As he spoke, he reached between us and roughly fingered my clit. I cried out, body convulsing at the raw sensation.

“Three little words, suits—or two if you want one of them to be a contraction,” Viktor murmured.

He wasn’t letting this go. It was all a sinfully sexy game, but I didn’t want to give in and say I was sorry. I bit my tongue and shook my head. “No,” I pushed, wanting to see what he did.

“Well, if you won’t apologize, we’re done here,” he threatened. The dark smile in his voice told me he knew he’d won. The trickster. He knew how to play these games.

But so did I. And not only did I feel safe enough playing them, but I wanted to. “Please, master. Please forgive my defiance and teach this bad little lawyer a lesson.”

The harsh rasp of his inhale told me I’d hit the mark perfectly. The glass door slid open. A rush of cool air shivered over my bare skin, but then Viktor was slamming it closed again and lifting me to shove a folded towel under my head.

I bit my cheek and listened as he dropped more soap over my ass. It was an all-natural brand, so I wasn’t worried about any irritation. His deft fingers rubbed the soap along my back entrance. I’d only ever heard stories about how erotic this could be; experiencing it was another matter entirely.

“At any point, tell me to stop and I will.” Viktor’s command brooked no argument.

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