Page 58 of Darkest Sin

The way Mikhail can draw pleasure from me is incredible. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

His tongue spends a lot of time around my nub. Licking and flicking it. Getting me wetter. Getting me more excited until I can’t take it anymore.

“Mikhail.” My hips try to raise up but he still holds me down. I need friction. I need another release which I wasn’t sure was even possible after the multiple orgasms he gave me just a few hours ago.

He lets out a low growl that tingles my skin. Mikhail laps at my body like a dying man of thirst. I can’t even feel self-conscious that his mouth is on my most intimate area. He’s making it all feel way too good.

He licks me harder and harder. My legs start to tremble, holding myself in place. I can’t let go like a wild woman – not when his face is between my legs. I don’t want to hurt him. Though, judging from the blood on his shirt tonight, I’m not sure anything can hurt my husband.

“Play with your breasts,” he commands. His voice makes me shiver.

My hands find my breasts through my nightgown. I touch them and squeeze them and pay them more attention than I ever have. I have smaller breasts so they’ve never given me much trouble. I would notice them but I nevernoticedthem. Not until now.

I realize just how sensitive they are. How sensitive my nipples are. My thumbs brush over the buds, making me tremble harder.

Mikhail watches me as he eats me out. It’s all so disarming. I’m lightheaded. The pleasure of it all is going to make me pass out.

And it would be sweet.

His hands grip my thighs tighter. “Come for me. Now.” He licks over my nub, again and again and again. Each time gets me closer and closer and closer.

He eases his hand off my stomach which allows me to rock my hips against his face a little bit. My body undulates from the pleasure of it all.

Little gasps escape my mouth. “Oh, oh, oh!”

My release hits me like a tidal wave and washes over me. I tremble and shake and Mikhail continues to run his tongue over my nub the entire time.

Even after I slump onto the bed, he keeps eating me out. With one final kiss to my nub that makes me gasp, he runs his lips over each of my inner thighs before kissing up my body.

He leans over me, staring into my eyes. I’ve never seen him look so unhinged before. “I could fuck you right now. Claim you fully as my own.”

My inner walls clench at the thought. I want to be his. I know that. There’s no point in denying the chemistry we have. If I’m going to hell, I might as well have fun on the way down.

But I’m also scared. Mikhail went through something tonight. He’s not his normal, controlled self and I don’t want to be hurt because of it.

Mikhail claims my lips with a heated kiss. I can taste myself on his lips and I like it. It feels wrong but also so right.

My hands grip his bloodstained shirt as he kisses me harder, pressing me into the mattress. He settles his hips between my legs. I can feel his erection through his pants. My curiosity to see his fully naked body is killing me but I don’t have the bravery to ask.

He thrusts his hips against mine. I gasp. He continues to do it. Dry humping me.

“Mikhail,” I whisper against his lips.

With a groan, he rolls off me and slumps onto the bed. I stare at the ceiling, trying to catch my breath. What just happened?

“Are you all right?” I ask. “What happened tonight?” I push my nightgown back down. This conversation doesn’t seem right with my lower body exposed.

“Nico,” he growls. “He tried stealing another one of my shipments. I have a mole in my midst.”

“Nico? Who’s that?”

“Nico Bernardi. Head of the Italian mafia.”

I shiver. I do recognize the name now that he’s said it. “I remember my dad mentioning him before but I knew to never ask. He never liked to give me much information about that side of his life.”

“He wanted to keep you safe.”

“I know you want to keep me safe too but I’m not a little girl anymore, Mikhail. I’m your wife. I should know what’s going on with you. You came back home, covered in blood. What happened exactly?”