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My heart does a little stutter-beat, but I laugh softly, running my hands down the sides of his neck to his shoulders. “You don’t have to say stuff like that. I’m not leaving this time.”
He frowns and suddenly grips my chin, making me look into his eyes as he says, “You are going to get used to someone telling you what he’s thinking and feeling about you, because he’s fucking fascinated and in awe and can’t get enough of you. I know people have used words to belittle you, and make you doubt yourself, but the only time my words will be used to put you in your place is when I say get on your hands and knees or spread your legs wider or kneel.”
My breathing is ragged, and my whole body feels like it’s melting, but because of his words I feel a sudden jolt of boldness, and I ask, “Will I kneel for you while you’re still the prince or does that wait until you’re the king?”
Chapter 20
Torin
She’s sassing me.
Quiet, bottled-up, genius scientist Abigail Landry is sassing me. About kneeling.
And that makes me so fucking hot.
I put my mouth against hers. “There’s no way we’re waiting until I’m king for you to be on your knees taking my cock in this pretty mouth, Abigail.”
She sucks in a breath and says quietly, “Good.”
Too quietly.
I tip her head back by tugging on her ponytail. She looks up at me. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I—” She shakes her head and swallows hard.
At this moment I love that words are difficult for her, because hearing them will be so much sweeter.
“I’m obsessed with you, Abigail, and I’m going to need words back. My huge…ego…wants to know everything you’re thinking and feeling and needing from me.”
“I’m an action girl, not a words girl,” she says. She tries to lean in to kiss me.
But my hand on her hair won’t let her.
“Abigail.” I make my tone low and firm, tipping her head back even further and leaning in. “If you don’t tell me how much you want my tongue and fingers and cock, I can’t give them to you. I need to hear you.”
“Oh God,” she breathes out. “I, um…Torin, will you please…” Then her brow furrows. “I don’t know how to say it.”
“Say, ‘Torin, will you please eat my pussy the way you dreamed of last night’.” I brush my lips over hers. “That will do it.”
She takes a shaky breath.
I lift my head to look into her eyes as a thought occurs to me. “Have you ever said the word ‘pussy’ out loud to another human?”
She shakes her head, though it can’t move much with the way I’m holding her hair.
Need like I’ve never felt knifes me in the gut. Fuck. This is going to be so damned good.
I know even what she’s shared with me about her past and her passions is more than she shares with most, and that’s got my heart in a chokehold.
But right now, I need words she’s never given anyone else.
“This mouth, that has said incredible, innovative, passionate things about work that I’m fucking fascinated by is now going to say dirty, hot as fuck things to me, and only me,” I tell her.
She looks at me like she still doesn’t know what to do.
My mouth ticks up at one corner. “I will give a thousand dollars to the charity of your choice to hear this sweet mouth say please lick my pussy, Torin.”
Finally, she gives a soft snort of laughter. “Oh my God.”
