Page 253 of By His Vow

I scoff, not wanting to feed his ego any more than I already have.

“You don’t need to say it, Tatum. I can read it in your body, in your eyes. I can feel it.”

My heart pounds harder at his words as the air continues to crackle between us.

“It’s never been this good,” he continues. “Never.”

“Kingston,” I scream as he pushes me over the edge into my second release with both his fingers and his words.

“Baby,” he growls, reminding me that I should be doing something.

“Two,” I gasp as he continues working me through it.

No sooner have I come down from the high than his fingers are gone and he’s shuffled forward with his dick in his hand, ready to push inside me.

My muscles feel the thickness of him stretching me open.

It’s been a long few days without this.

It’s when we’re at our best as this fake couple. Nothing else matters when it’s just the two of us, naked and giving in to the chemistry that’s constantly sparking between us.

It doesn’t matter what our surnames are, what our jobs are, who our brothers or best friends are, nor all the reasons why we are completely incompatible.

“Oh god, yes,” I moan as he pushes inside me.

“Shit,” he groans as my pussy ripples around him, trying to suck him deeper. “I will never get enough of this. Your pussy is fucking insane, Tate.”

His eyes hold mine and my heart jumps into my throat at the sincerity and emotion I can see in them.

I shouldn’t be able to. There shouldn’t be any emotion here.

It’s a business deal with benefits, apparently.

That is where the line needs to be drawn.

The line that you’ve been obliterating for days now?

I banish that thought as fast as it hits, refusing to even consider the reality of this situation.

Just sex. It’s just sex with a man I married for nothing more than securing something I want.

It’s a marriage of convenience so that we can both gain what we want. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Definitely nothing more…

He rolls his hips the moment he’s fully seated inside me, and I cry out as my hands go to his ass in an attempt to get him even deeper.

More. I need more.

No.

Less.

I should want less.

Fuck. I’m so fucking confused.

His hand lands beside my head and his lips descend on mine, his tongue pushing inside my mouth and mimicking what his dick is doing lower down my body.