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A promise.
A reminder of the unequivocal love she had for the man I once was.
But also a reminder that I’d been deceiving her these past few weeks.
That I’d continue to deceive her until she learned the truth.
“How’s this, Mr. Saint?”
Her sultry voice pulled me out of my unease, sending a pulsing heat through me as she sauntered toward the bed and straddled me.
“Do you see enough of me now?”
She ground against me, and I could feel her heat through my jeans. But even that thin barrier was too much when all I wanted was to bury myself deep inside of her.
Keeping her body glued to mine, I lowered us onto the bed and flipped her so she was underneath me.
“Fucking beautiful.” I lowered my lips to hers, my tongue tangling with hers in a soft kiss. My hand traveled the contours of her frame, imprinting each valley and curve to memory. It took everything inside of me not to trace the outline of her tattoo.
I wanted to. I’d drawn that exact symbol in that exact place so many times it was like second nature. Like an innate desire lived inside me, something in my brain sensing the need to trace that symbol on Imogene’s hip whenever she was near.
But I couldn’t. I’d made my decision. Chose my path.
It wasn’t her.
At least I didn’t think it was.
Now I was second guessing everything.
My mouth moved down her chest as my hand cupped her breast, my thumb and forefinger squeezing her nipple. Her whimper turned into a moan when I increased the pressure.
“You like that?”
“Yes.”
“Think you’d like my teeth doing that, but harder?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.
“Yes,” she repeated.
“Good girl,” I murmured, replacing my hand with my mouth.
My tongue teased her nipple, and she squirmed beneath me, desperate for me to do as I promised.
I bared my teeth, but only lightly scraped the sensitive bud.
“Gideon,” she mewled. “Please.”
“See how amazing it can be to go slow?” I traced another circle around her nipple before moving to the other one, smoothing my hand along her hipbone and toward the apex of her thighs. “How much more…satisfying it can be.”
“I’m not so sure about that. Feels a lot more like torture to me.”
“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong.” I scraped my teeth against her nipple as I inched my fingers closer to her heat. “A little pain makes your pleasure that much more enjoyable. Don’t you agree?”
“Then let me feel the pain, Gideon.”
“With pleasure.”
Taking her nipple back into my mouth, I spread her slickness around her center. Then I pushed a finger inside at the same time as I bit her nipple. She clamped down on her lower lip, fighting back her screams as she pulsed against me, chasing her bliss.
