Then my life will crumble regardless.
With nothing left to lose, I might as well try one last time.
"Promise me something," I say as I slide into his lap and cradle his head to my chest.
"Anything," Kon replies instantly.
"Promise me that the next time you doubt me, you will talk to me first. Please."
Kon gazes into my eyes as he nods. "I promise."
"Good. Now apologize," I murmur, leaning closer to his lips. "Apologize properly."
26
KONSTANTIN
No apology will ever be enough for doubting her.
In those moments when General Zangier was telling me one of my worst fears, I was back in Russia learning that my wife had never loved me at all and all her affections were for an outsider.
I wasn't enough for her.
Fearing that again nearly led me down a terrible path, yet now Rose sits in my lap, kissing me like I hadn't doubted her at the drop of a hat.
I don't deserve her.
Not even for a second.
My arms wrap around her body and I pull her close, swearing quietly with every kiss that I will do everything in my power to protect her for the rest of her life. I want her with me always.
I want to wake up to her scent on my pillow, find her lotions and shampoos taking over my bathroom, find her snacks in thefridge, see her taunting me with her looks when she's bathing and I have to work.
She makes me weak in the best kind of way and it's a weakness I will treasure, because she forgives me when I do not deserve it.
Keeping her in my lap, I cradle her against me and then turn until she's lying down on the bed and I'm on top.
Rose murmurs something under her breath, a soft plea that I only just catch as I close my mouth over hers and kiss her deeply.
Apologize properly.
What a request.
It doesn't take long to shed her clothes and within seconds, I'm buried between her warm, silky thighs with my mouth covering her pussy and my tongue teasing back and forth through her folds.
I curl my arms under her thighs and around, pressing my palms against her hips and holding her there so I can eat her out without pleasure jerking her away from me.
She tries, of course.
Each pointed flick of my tongue across her clit makes her jerk, each suckle on her lips and flat stroke of my tongue makes her wriggle, and each time I tease my tongue into her heat, her entire body rolls and her thighs tighten around my head.
"Oh my god," Rose gasps, her voice muffled due to her thighs tight around my head. "Oh god…Kon…" She moans my name like a prayer and heat immediately curls south while my heart pounds a little harder.
Her sweetness is addicting, and each stroke of my tongue adds to the juices spilling out of her. I could stay here for the rest of my life, giving her the attention she deserves and it won't be enough to ease my guilt at what I did.
I thought she betrayed me.
Pressing deeper against her, I bury my face and switch from my tongue to kissing every inch of her, then I thrust my tongue inside her silken heat and she comes with a loud cry.