Page 232 of By His Vow

Bundling the scrap of fabric in my hand, I lift them to my nose and inhale.

“Delicious,” I mutter, keeping my eyes on her heated ones.

“Kingston, please,” she begs. It’s like music to my fucking ears.

With a smirk, I drop her panties to the bed and spread her legs wide, taking in the sight of her swollen, glistening pussy.

My mouth waters, but I don’t immediately dive for it like we both want. Instead, I descend on her lips, licking into her mouth like we’ve got all the time in the world.

She trembles under my touch, and it only gets worse as I move down her body.

Her moans and mewls, and her demands for more, get louder and more insistent as I circle her nipples, driving her crazy before I finally suck one and then the other into my mouth.

Her fingers thread through my hair, her grip tight as she tries to take control, to force me where she wants me, but she isn’t very successful.

I’m the one in charge, and I will tease her until I’m ready to give her more.

I glance at the headboard, regretting not asking them to switch it out so that she’d have something to hold onto. I consider the tie, but that would mean stopping, and like fuck am I stopping right now.

Her skin is too sweet, too soft, the scent of her arousal too addictive. Nothing could rip me away from my woman right now. Hell, the entire place could go up around us and I’m pretty sure I would just let it happen.

“Kingston, please. I need you to touch me,” she cries, her back arching off the bed, her heels digging into my ass hard enough to make my breath catch.

“I am touching you,” I say, letting my lips move across her stomach.

“Fuck. You’re a pain in my ass.”

“No,” I counter. “I’m pretty sure that’s you right now.” Her heels dig in harder. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s drawn blood.

Fucking bring it on. I’ll wear her marks proudly.

“For all the good it’s doing,” she mutters irritably, making me laugh.

“What is it you really want, baby? Tell me, and I might just give it to you.”

I glance up her body in time to see her lips pursed in frustration.

My little brat is used to getting her way, although something tells me that her pussy is wetter because she’s not.

Reaching behind me, I unhook her ankles. Placing one over my shoulder, I press a kiss to the other, loving the way she squirms as my lips connect with her heated skin.

“God,” she moans when I continue kissing down her leg.

Her hips roll and her hands fist the sheets beneath her.

So fucking sexy.

And all fucking mine.

I take my time working all the way down one leg, letting her think that she’s close to getting what she wants before I sit back up and start on the other.

“Fucking tease,” she snaps.

“It’ll be worth it,” I promise before repeating the kisses, licks, and nips I treated the other leg to.

By the time I’m at her thigh, she’s trembling violently beneath me.

“Oh god yes, please, please,” she breathes when I drop to my stomach between her legs and take a deep breath.