Sleeping with the Enemy: A Forced Marriage Enemies to Lovers Romance (Brides and Sinners) (Astoria Royals Book 3) by Deborah Garland

Sleeping with the Enemy: A Forced Marriage Enemies to Lovers Romance (Brides and Sinners) (Astoria Royals Book 3) by Deborah Garland

Author:Deborah Garland [Garland, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deborah A. Garland
Published: 2023-07-17T18:30:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWENTY

Priscilla

For years I gave myself great orgasms because I had no other options for comfort and release. What Riordan just did to me was nothing I ever felt before.

He grazes his teeth across each of my nipples, his breath raising goosebumps all over my skin. Immediately, I’m sad because after this, I’m going back to my vibrator. Now that I’ve had a taste of my high school crush, the man I dreamt about for years, I can’t top this. And I don’t want to.

He stares down at me with a fierce glare of lust. “Take my cock in your hands. I want to be in your mouth.”

His loud and robotic voice is for our audience. He wants them to hear us so they’ll snicker in the shadows how Riordan O’Rourke roughly fucks his Russian bride. The woman he stole from Grigori. That’s the rumor his guards will let slip around town so it makes its way back to the brotherhood.

Oddly, I’m not fearful in the least. Riordan will protect me. The whole of his organization will protect the underboss’s wife.

Nervous excitement tickles my stomach when I stroke his erection. Our skin connecting sets off an electrical charge under my skin. Small dents that mark where the bolts pierced him look sore. “Are you going to put them back?” I ask, thumbing the tip of his cock dripping pre-cum.

“Maybe,” he growls. “That’s so good, my little slut. But I said suck me.”

My heartbeat ticks up and my clit throbs at him calling me that. If he had no idea who I really was, he’d have been railing the daylights out of me all this time. And Jesus, that gets me even more wet, my wild fantasies getting the better of me.

I nod, submitting.

Riordan’s fingers trace my mouth, my gloss leaving a coating on each one. “Open, so you can take your husband’s cock, shlyukha.”

My jaw tips open and I eagerly bring his cock to my lips. A harsh groan echoes in Riordan’s chest as I lick the head. It’s bulbous and smooth. As far as I know, he’s not had sex since he dragged me to his penthouse. I run my tongue down the length all the way to the base. “Fuck, yeah. Stroke my balls,” he mutters.

I one-up him by tonguing the velvet skin. I feel his knees buckle as I lick my way back up, but gag when I try to swallow him whole. Nearly whole. He’s so damn long.

“Fuck, Pr… Pa…” He mumbles in confusion over who I am.

I don’t know who I am either, right now. I’ve never done this. To be playful, I bring my finger to my lips. We have an audience listening, but it also feels like it’s just us.

I take him down my throat as deep as I can, and he holds my head. As I tighten my grip around the base of his cock, my right hand strokes his thigh as it’s sore and I can’t lift it. But after a much-needed breath, my left hand slides up and down his length.



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