Page 235 of By His Vow

Aunt Lena, however, never forgot us.

Every month, she’d send us a goodie box of all the incredible things that were only available in England. Chocolates, candy, and so much more.

The days that box was delivered were my favorite. The excitement that bubbled inside me as we unwrapped them was beyond anything else I experienced.

I’m so lost in my memories of years gone by that I don’t hear the door opening, but the second Kingston’s eyes land on me, a violent shiver rips down my spine. My eyes lift.

Instantly, our gazes connect in the mirror, and I swear the world shakes beneath me.

“You ran,” he says, his voice rough with sleep.

“I needed to pee,” I lie.

“So why are you staring at yourself in the mirror like you’re regretting every single one of your life choices?”

Any words I might have shrivel up and die on my tongue, the air turning electric as he continues to move closer.

I can’t see beneath his waist, but I know he’s naked, and that’s only confirmed when he presses himself against me.

His cock is hard, and fuck if my pussy doesn’t flutter with the thought of him pushing inside me again.

It’s wrong.

I shouldn’t want him as fiercely as I do after the night we just had together.

I should have had my fill.

It should have been enough.

But I can’t help but feel like we’ve only scratched the surface of what we could have together.

“What’s wrong?” he demands, his hand sliding from my hip up to my waist, pinning us together.

We fit perfectly.

Too perfectly.

“Nothing.”

“You’re lying to me,” he states. “Is that really how you want our marriage to begin?”

A weird blend of fury and confusion shoots through my veins and I run my mouth before thinking.

“This isn’t a marriage. It’s nothing but a fucking sham.”

His hand moves faster than I thought possible, and I gasp as it wraps around my throat.

“Kingston,” I moan when his fingers flex in the most delicious way.

He doesn’t cut my air off, but the warning is there, and my body reacts.

“You like that, baby?” he asks when I grind my ass back against him.

I swallow, letting him feel the answer as my pulse continues to race.

“Now, let’s try this again. What’s wrong?”

His eyes bounce between mine as the heat of his body once again sears through me, making my blood boil.