Page 53 of Cognac Vixen


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“Like that,” he says. “Ride it, Cora.”

I grind myself against his hand, slowing slightly as he adds another finger and then a third.

He pumps his hand into me and flicks his tongue across my clit. His other hand is still kneading my breast, working me from every angle.

I don’t want it to end.

The last few days have been a nightmare. I was beginning to worry that the rest of my life would be stumbling through the darkness, desperate to find the light.

But here it is. The light.

“I’m so c-close.” I tug on his hair and arch against his mouth. “I’m so… Right there… Please don’t…”

Ivan hooks his fingers inside of me, setting off nerve endings I forgot existed, andboom,I explode.

Pleasure overflows from me in mindblowing pulses that take my breath away. There’s no lung capacity left for me to scream. It takes every bit I have just to keep breathing.

I squeeze my eyes closed as the world spins out of control.

Gently, he works me down from the climax. His fingers slow and his tongue eases me down. Finally, he works my leg off of his shoulder and lowers my dress. All I can do is collapse into his arms, a puddle of Cora left behind where prim and proper Cordelia was just a few minutes ago.

“What about you?” I whisper into his chest.

“If you think that wasn’t for me, then you’re fucking insane.” He grips my chin and kisses me. His lips are slick with me and I press into the kiss harder.

His tongue slides into my mouth. I start to lose myself in him. But now, the frenzied desire has passed and my mind has a little more room to think clearly.

I pull back, pressing a hand to his chest. “Don’t ruin my makeup. I have to—I have to go back out there.”

“Leave it,” he orders. “Let me take it off. Let me take everything off.”

“Mikhail is here,” I protest. “He’s right out there in the dining room. If he sees me like this, he could… I don’t know what he’d do.”

He growls. “Nothing. If he touches you, I’ll kill him.”

“Funny. I just thought the same thing before you got here.” I press my cheek to his chest and listen to the consistent thudding of his heart. “I want to stay here with you. But he’s out there. Waiting.”

Ivan strokes my hair. “Francia is probably here by now, too.”

That means we should leave.The rational part of my brain is shouting at me.You should go before you run out of time.

If Mikhail comes looking for me, there is nowhere to hide Ivan. He should get out of here while he still can.

“Oh,” I say, an idea taking root. I can’t believe I didn’t think of it sooner. “You should… Oh my God, take me with you! Right now. Ivan,” I gasp, grabbing his hands, “let’s get out of here. We can leave and—”

“If there was any chance I could get you out of here today, I wouldn’t have touched you.” He grips my hips in frustration. “I would have waited until we were back at my house. In my bed.”

My skin heats again. It’s good to know he was thinking clearly, at least. As soon as I saw him, I had to touch him. I forgot about everything and everyone else.

“Why is there no chance?”

“I have no idea how many guards Mikhail has with him and I’m by myself.”

My hopes deflate. “There are at least five Sokolov guards with us today. Maybe more.”

“I could call in a team, but there’s so much we wouldn’t know. I’m not going to escape with you into a situation I haven’t scouted. I’m not going to risk your life like that. Not when I have a better plan taking shape.”

I fall against him, my forehead pressed to his chest. “I want this to be over, Ivan. I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”

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