Cunning Vows – Lethal Vows Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Crime, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
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“We’ll see. Don’t you have a secret little room here somewhere? Or should I just start stripping now?” She pouts as she begins to slide down her dress strap.

I snatch her hand and push back from the table. “We’ll be back,” I bark.

“But your guests—” Michael begins.

“Will wait,” I seethe.

“Miss?” one of her guards asks.

“I won’t be gone for long. Stay,” she commands, with no complaint this time as I hold her hand and guide her out. We almost bulldoze one of the servers as I push past them and into the small office where the manager sits looking over invoices.

“Oh, Mr. Bently, is there something—”

“Leave,” I say. He seems startled, but then abruptly grabs his things and hurries out of the room.

When I turn, I slam Anya against the door, her back hitting it to shut it only seconds after the manager has left.

Her hand goes straight to my belt as I place one hand on her hip and the other on her throat, tracing her sharp jawline with my thumb.

“No running away this time, Red,” I growl.

“No sweet nothings,” she says back.

The elasticity of my control snaps as I press my lips to hers. Anya’s hand freezes on my belt. I can feel her reluctance. The hesitation in opening up to me further. But then I pinch her nipple, and she lets out a small moan. I dive my tongue deeper into her mouth, and slowly, uncertainly, her tongue begins to work with mine.

Her hand unfastens my belt as her kisses become feral, desperate even. Slowly, Anya is opening up to me, whether she likes it or not. There’s a hunger driving us both insane.

She wraps my belt around the back of my neck, pulling me in tighter as I cock her leg on my hip and work my fingers against her already wet cunt.

Her lips rub against my cheek as she savors the feeling. This fucking woman.

“I want to see you,” I demand.

Her eyes widen, surrounded by thick, dark lashes. “Open your legs wide and bend over the desk.”

She tightens the belt around my neck. “I don’t take orders.”

“You do if you want that sweet cunt of yours eaten out and to be dripping down my fingers.” I pinch her sensitive bud, and she hisses. “No sex.”

She rolls her eyes, and I squeeze her cheeks again. “Stop being so defiant all the time, and let me break you into a million pieces.”

I step back as she gives a pointed look at my cock bulging against my trousers. She licks her lips in anticipation as she shoves me to the side, and I take the belt from her hands.

I grab both of her wrists and put them behind her back as I bind them with the belt. “You better make me come,” she bites back.

“I could say the same to you. Or is the only good thing that pretty mouth of yours is good for is yapping?”

She goes to say something, but I push her over the desk. Then I pull up her skirt and kick her legs apart. I lick my lips. Mother of God. This cunt. I hold her hips and momentarily slam my cock, that’s still trapped in my trousers, against her. The shove shocks her, and she tries to look over her shoulder.

I can imagine it perfectly, thrusting my cock inside this sweet cunt of hers. “One day, I’m going to break you from the inside out.”

“So you say. Why not just fucking do it?” she bites back.

“It drives you mad to know that I can say no to you, doesn’t it, Anya?” And that is the biggest lie I’ve told.

“Is the only thing your mouth is good at is yapping?” she snaps.

I grin as I tug on her restraints, her hands bound behind her back as I drop to my knees and bury my face in her sweet pussy.

She moans and almost climbs up the desk as I pin her hands down to control her movement. The other hand I use to insert a finger and then pump inside her.

“Fuck,” she moans as I work her, licking everything this beautiful woman is willing to give. Sex on legs. That’s what she is.

My cock aches as I dive into her deeper with my tongue. Fuck, I could just give in to her now. I could just fuck her and put us both out of our misery.

A knock on the door interrupts us, but Anya is quick to scream, “Fuck off!”

I’m smiling as I continue to eat her out, pumping in harder and faster as I add a third finger.

“Fuck, it’s been so long,” she whines. It gives me satisfaction to know she’s held out, and I reap the reward when she explodes on my lips. Her legs begin to tremble as she leans into me. “Fuck, River, you better finish this or I will fucking kill you.”



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