Misguided Vows (Lethal Vows Book 5)

The minute we’re out of the restaurant, I push her up against the wall and my hands are on her. She doesn’t stop me and or pull away when my lips smash against hers.

No, she kisses me back—feverishly, hungrily, and demandingly.

Her hands come up around my neck, and she holds on, her bag hitting my back as I assault her with my fucking lips, my body pressed up against her.

Fucking hell, why did I even think I could walk away from this? From her?

I can’t.

It’s impossible.

Two weeks of only watching her through a screen was torture.

“Will…” she says breathlessly against my lips. I lean back, but my body stays locked to hers, crushing her to the wall.

“Yes?”

“Not here.”

It’s the first time I realize onlookers are gawking, shocked at the show we’re putting on.

I couldn’t give a flying fuck. I’ll have her against this wall in front of everyone if it’s the only way to get my taste of her. Then again, as I notice men lining up for the restaurant, I don’t like the thought of that.

“Come with me, then,” I demand as I grab her hand and lead her to my car, which sits at the curb. The driver doesn’t even have time to open the back door because I’ve already opened it for her, gotten her inside, and I’m circling the car.

When I’m in the back of the car, our lips lock together again, and my hands are all over her in this silky come-fuck-me dress. My cock aches against my pants as she moans into my mouth, and I press my thumb against her jaw as I devour her.

My driver clears his throat from the front.

“My hotel,” I instruct him as I go to assault her mouth again, but this time, she laughs and presses a hand against my chest. My breaths heave in and out as she whistles.

“I’m not putting on a show for your driver,” she says and shuffles away from me.

I lean back into her space. “You’ll, at the very least, stay by my side.” I grab her hand and cruelly place it beside my rock-hard cock.

She laughs, biting her bottom lip as she stares at me. “Where have you been?”

I curve a smile. “So you have missed me.”

“No,” she says defiantly. “But you upped and left after transferring the plane into my name, and I thought…”

“That I left you behind?” I ask.

When she doesn’t reply, I realize it’s precisely that. Fuck, I want to rip her clothes off right now and watch my cum run down her legs as I mark her.

“I’m busy tomorrow, so don’t have high expectations of sleepovers or anything.” She scoffs, and I shoot her a wicked grin.

“Albert.” I grab my driver’s attention. “Whenever and wherever Alina is, if she asks it of you, you drive her to her intended location. No questions asked.”

“Yes, sir.” He nods. When I look at her, she’s shaking her head.

“You’re so bossy,” she purrs, and this time I realize she likes it.

“But you like it,” I tease as I run kisses along her bare shoulder. She shivers as she leans against the leather of the back seat and gives me better access. My hand is gliding up her dress as I trail kisses down her neck, marking her. Mine. Every inch. Her flavor is a delicacy I haven’t been able to remove from my memory since the moment I first tasted it.

“Fuck me, you’re dinner and dessert all rolled into one,” I growl. “Two weeks was too long going without the taste of your sweet pussy.”

She sucks in a harsh breath, and I kiss down to her collarbone, my finger feathering at the edge of her panties. Her fingers curl into my hair and she yanks my head back. I laugh at the angle.

“Maybe next time let a girl know when you plan on skipping town, or you will be replaced,” she reprimands.

My eyebrows shoot up. “You didn’t give anyone else this while I was gone?” I ask, already knowing the answer. I know every place she’d been to these last two weeks.

She pulls back on my hair a bit more, and I laugh as I say, “Noted. You’re needier than I expected.”

Her mouth opens in shock. “I am not—”

I kiss her. Needing her. Needing this.

With everything that happened while I was gone and all the memories being brought up, I need to lose myself in her. Even if I’m in town for only one night, I made sure I’d have at least this.

Her.