Page 130 of By His Vow

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Page 130 of By His Vow

I shriek as he suddenly surges forward.

In a heartbeat, he’s standing right in front of me, still gloriously naked, and from the way something brushes my hip, I’d say he’s fully hard again.

His fingers grip my jaw. It’s not painful, but the threat of it being so is right there.

He lowers his head until his nose almost brushes mine.

“It’s late, baby,” he says, his voice softer than his actions. “Let’s go to bed.”

His eyes bounce between mine for a few seconds before he lets me go as quickly as he grabbed me, snatches up my hand and marches toward the bedroom, towing me behind him.

The sheets are still pulled back from when I got up and he pulls me onto the mattress, gets in behind me—still freaking naked—and flips the covers over us.

“Kingston, I?—”

His arm snakes around my waist, dragging me back against his hard, and still wet, body.

“Sleep, Tatum.”

I fall silent for a moment, too shocked by the turn of events to find any words.

“Where are we?”

“Surprise, remember? You can find out in the morning.”

“Why are we here?”

“So you can watch me jerk off in the shower every chance you get,” he jokes, letting me see a side of him that not many others do.

“You loved it.” I giggle.

His grip on me tightens, the thickness of his cock impossible to ignore as it presses against my ass.

I’m not wearing any panties; it would be so easy for him to…

“Get those thoughts out of your head, Tatum,” he orders like the demanding asshole that he is.

“I’m thinking of all the ways I can kill you in your sleep,” I lie.

“No, you’re not. You’re trying to scheme up the best way to ride my dick.”

I hmpf, which totally gives away that he’s right. But I’m so horny I can barely think straight.

“Sleep, Tatum. It’ll be worth it.”

Rejection sits heavy in my gut.

“Don’t you think I’m hot?” I blurt like a moron.

He chuckles. Fucking chuckles.

The warmth of his breath tickles over my neck and makes my already pebbled nipples press harder against the fabric of the shirt I’m wearing.

“Baby, you already know the answer to that.”

“So why aren’t you interested in—” I cut myself off as I hear my own words.

What the fuck am I doing?




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