Where the Snow Falls (Seasons of Betrayal #2) - London Miller Page 0,73

searched for the hidden zipper. With such delicate straps, he knew something had to hold that thing in place.

Crouching down, he found the tab and gave it a sharp tug as he dragged it down, revealing the delicate lace beneath. Where most women would wear white for their wedding night, Violet didn’t—she wore red.

“Take it off.”

She did as he commanded, the dress pooling at her feet as she slipped it off her shoulders. Knowing that she would still need to be back in it shortly, he put it off to the side.

When he turned back to her, she was now facing him, every bit his fucking weakness as she stood there in nothing more than a scrap of lace and heels. A sight that had his cock hardening further.

Violet offered him a cunning smile. She knew the effect she was having on him. “Your stars, tell me about them.”

“I got them when I was twenty-one,” he said as he backed her up against the wall, enjoying the way her lips parted as she drew in a breath.

Cradling her face, he kissed her once, twice, waiting for that moment when she started seeking him out, wanting more, and when it came, he allowed it just long enough for him to get his hand wrapped in the silky fall of her hair.

Making a fist, he pulled, drawing her lips off his as she gasped in shock, her back arching.

“I had to learn how to take orders,” he whispered as he drifted his other hand down her heated skin, feeling the body tremor rolling through her.

But stopping at the edge of her panties, he didn’t delve inside, even knowing he would find her hot and slippery. Instead, he ran his fingers over it, feeling her through the material. And fuck if he couldn’t feel her arousal against his fingers soaking through.

“It took a while—I had no patience for that shit.” Rubbing languid circles on her clit, he asked, “And how patient can you be, krasivaya? Will you wait to come until I give you permission? Are you going to be good for me?”

The shuddering moan that left her lips made his heart kick up a bit. She’d always been so fucking responsive, and he loved it.

But she knew he needed more than that—she knew he needed her words. “Come now. Tell me what I want to hear.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

Her hips bucked into his touch. Her eyes squeezed shut. Getting her off was like a fucking drug, a need that rode him desperately, but he wasn’t finished with her yet.

“Yes, I can be patient.”

“And once I finally learned to be patient,” he said moving right along with his story, as though he hadn’t had to drag an answer out of her. “I was rewarded.”

Finally, he let his fingers slip under the lace, cursing low as he sought her out. He was always fucking amazed at how good she felt, but even better once he was inside her. Her pussy gripped him so fucking tightly that need shot through him.

Her small hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he fucked her with his fingers, dragging her higher with each stroke, but he wasn’t ready for her to come yet.

Pulling his fingers free, he moved his hand back up, pressing his thumb against her clit, but didn’t move it, even as she tried to twist her hips to do it for him.

“These stars mean I’m in control. Look at me.” Only when her eyes were on him, his own need reflected in their green depths, did he add, “That means when I give you a command, you obey.”

“Kaz …”

“Get on your knees.” She rushed to obey, looking up at him with wide eyes and expectation. “Take me out.”

Dainty fingers tugged at his belt, practically ripping it open with her need to get his pants undone. When she had his cock in her hands, she didn’t hesitate to put her mouth on him.

His head fell back as she swallowed his cock, sucking him hard and fast. Hand fisted in her hair, he guided her movements, quick on the up slide, slower as he pushed her back down, feeling the muscles in her throat contract around his cock.

Her mouth could make him forget himself—made him feel like he could focus on nothing other than the pleasure she was giving him. She just always looked so fucking into it.

“That’s it. Take my cock.”

And he wanted nothing more than to enjoy the sight of her just like that,