That’s right. He’s shaking for me.
His hand is still wrapped tightly in my hair and finally, he jerks me closer, his enormous cock filling my mouth until it hits the back of my throat.
With a roar, he cums. I swallow, then choke, then try to swallow again.
He jerks out of my mouth, sinking down to his knees in front of me. “Fuck. Are you all right?”
I smile as I wipe the corner of my mouth with my thumb. “Fine. It might just take a bit of getting used to.”
He leans forward and kisses me, slow and deep. I sink into his arms. I’m going to take the sex as a consolation prize for whatever’s coming and I’m going to enjoy every second.
“Win?”
“Yeah?” he asks as he pulls me into his arms and stands, carrying me to the bed.
“You’re going to take my virginity, aren’t you?”
He settles me into the bed and then climbs in behind me, as promised, spooning my body into his, as he pulls the covers up over both of us. “Yes.”
“Soon?”
“Very.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
Win
I waketo the sound of my phone buzzing.
Katarina is curled into the crook of my body, warm and soft, her muscles relaxed into mine.
Even having my finger inside her was heaven, and I’m instantly hard, remembering the tight silk of her pussy.
Which now belongs to me.
I’m going to be inside her very soon.
The phone stops and I close my eyes again, burying my nose in Katarina’s hair. I haven’t been this relaxed in years.
I know what I started yesterday with her father, and I know how to finish it. But what comes after my revenge has always seemed of no consequence.
It was a life full of obligation. Marry. Have babies while I still could, build enough of a fortune to sustain the dukedom for several more generations. There was no fun. No joy…
Now, I’m beginning to wonder.
My phone starts buzzing again. I clench my jaw, pissed at the interruption. I’ve had so few moments of peace. Why is someone intruding on this perfect moment.
“You’d better just answer and get it over with,” Katarina says, her voice slow with sleep. “Then we can get back to snuggling.”
I smile into her hair, then bend lower and lightly nip at her neck. “Promise?”
“Are you kidding, this is the most comfortable I’ve ever been.”
“Me too,” I say and then roll away.
But I don’t pick up. Instead, I watch her climb from the bed, completely naked, and walk to the bathroom.
I saw her naked last night. But the sight of her body, in the light of day, is enough to still my hand and steal my breath.
