Page 110 of The Vow

A faint strain of a laugh slipped through my tight lips.

“You know I have contingency plans, Robber. I always do,” I told her, reaching out and tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear.

I held back that my contingency plan was almost as self-destructive as coming here alone. My contingency plan was to blow the entire thing up, which would take down Belmont and Shazad, but also me in the process.

Catching her chin, I tried to draw her toward me, but her spine steeled.

“What is the contingency plan?”

I closed my fingers tighter. “I call Pat, and he brings the cavalry.”

She frowned. “And we lose them both.” Her hand lifted to my face, turning it to mine. “What was your plan, Damon? Before I showed up?”

The knot in my throat swelled. “Assuming they didn’t realize the information on the women I gave them was false and turn on me?” She gave a slight nod. “I was going to go through with the deal. They’re ruthless and paranoid, well, except for Uzair, who’s too narcissistic to be paranoid. They’re going to hold all their cards close until they’re satisfied with what I bring to the table.”

“Which is everything you told them last night.”

My chin lowered. “Distribution. Transportation. Sales. Cleaning the profits. I have infrastructure to handle everything else once their product is manufactured.”

Her touch skated along my jaw and then lowered to my chest.

“As soon as they agree, they’ll have to tell me when and where Shazad is bringing in the shipment of his drugs and to which GrowTech facility they need to go.”

Her bold eyes narrowed. “Did my coming here make them doubt you?”

I wanted to say no, but I wouldn’t lie to her.

“I don’t know.” I threaded my fingers through her hair, combing a strand onto her chest. “Whether it did or didn’t, the fact is they need me. I…we…crippled Belmont too greatly by eliminating so much of his organization. He doesn’t have much of a choice but to take my offer if he wants to keep Shazad from going elsewhere.”

Robyn’s expression shuttered, her head tipping into my palm as her eyes drifted to my groin, my cock stiff and swollen against my thigh.

And then her hand dropped from my chest and gripped my length.

I jerked, a “Fuck” coming out on a heavy hiss as pleasure bolted through me. “Robber,” I groaned, watching her small hand stretch around my girth before her fingertips began to explore my rows of pearls, tracing the speed bumps of silicone around my base all the way up to the tip.

I’d never felt them like this before. My hand had been my companion in the short time spans between healing and the next addition, and never for anything more than an efficient, economical release.

But Robyn…she traced every bead. Felt my skin move over the ridges. Traced the pulsing veins that circled all the way to my tip.

It was both heaven and torture. Suffocating pleasure and exquisite pain.

“Goddamn, Robber.” I was dead. Dying. A slow death. My head dropped back, eyes shutting as I gave over to whatever end would befall me.

“I can’t believe you did this for me,” she said and gripped me, her small hand pumping me from base to head.

Fuuuck.

My cock strained, and the pressure to blow inflated at the base of my spine, so strong and sudden, I lashed my hand out and clutched hers, halting her movement before I exploded.

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you,” I rasped, waiting until she caught my eyes. “Do you understand? There’s nothing, Robber, absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do to honor and protect you.” My throat fired. “But I’m not going to last if you keep that up.”

Her shimmering eyes widened and then dropped to where she held me. Something distantly related to a groan cracked and bled from my chest when I saw her palefingers stretched, my cock so thick and swollen that with the pearling, it looked like some kind of medieval weapon in her hold.

I didn’t even get a chance to pull her touch away before she bent forward and closed her lips over my head.

“Fuck!” I shouted, my hips thrusting up. I grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her head away. “Robber, don’t,” I rasped.

There was a knock at the door, and we both stilled.

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