Page 60 of Debt to the Mafia King
His dark eyes met mine. There was a twinkle in them. His tongue circled my clit, and a violent tremble went through my body.
“You are making me happy, Printsessa. Now, lie back and let me make you cum again.” Lick, “and again.” Another lick. “And again. That’s what would make me happy.”
Chapter Twenty
Leah
“Good morning.”
Still half asleep, I stared at him, completely confused.
He had stayed.
HE HAD STAYED.
Just like he promised he would.
Wiping the sleep out of my eyes, I beamed up at him.
“Good morning. What are you doing?” I eyed the phone in his hand suspiciously.
In answer, he dropped the phone into his lap, and reaching down, he kissed my lips. Just one small kiss. I blinked up at him. What the hell had gotten into him? It wasn’t that I was questioning it, but it felt out of character,
Viktor was always so hot and cold, and after last night, I was expecting to be alone when I woke up and for him to be back to his grumpy self.
Only he wasn’t.
I didn’t want to believe it, but Viktor seemed happy.
“It’stime to get up.”
Frowning, I glanced at the clock. It was only a little past six. “Is breakfast being served early this morning?”
His smile grew. “We aren’t eating here. We have somewhere we need to be, so I am going to need you to be up and dressed in thirty minutes.” He eyed me, and even though I knew I had sleep gunk in my eyes and my hair was sticking up everywhere like a crow’s nest, his smile didn’t falter.
“You can do that, right?”
Mutely, I nodded. “Where are we going so early?” A sinking pit opened in my stomach. “Not another family party, right?”
Surely, he wouldn’t do that to me so soon? I was already humiliated.
Reaching for my cheeks, he drew our faces together. “No, you won’t have to deal with my father’s games for a long time. Apart from the party, I don’t usually see my family over the holidays. Today we are doing something for you.”
I did a double-take. “For me?”
I couldn’t help the shock in my voice.
“Yes, for you. I’ve been thinking a lot, and I’ve realized that apart from last night, we haven’t really spent a great deal of time together, Printsessa.”
I couldn’t help it, I sighed happily. It was a strange thing, but I had missed his pet name for me.
“I would like to change that. After we spoke last night, I was up thinking and planning,” he rubbed his nose against mine. “But if you don’t get out of bed soon and dress, then all my planning will be for nothing. So out, and get that sweet ass in the shower.”
Like an excited kid, I swung my legs from the bed and stretched. “Can you tell me where we are going?”
He shook his head. His grin turned mischievous.
Jesus, he was handsome when he smiled. I mean, he was handsome all the time, but when he grinned, his whole face came alive.
