Page 25 of Slay My Name


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His mouth lowered toward her. Easy.

She turned her head away, and his lips skated over her jaw.

Dammit.

Her nails retreated, and he missed the bite immediately. Her hands curved over him, hesitant now that the fire was slaked. “That was…ah…nice.”

What?

His eyes narrowed as he lifted his upper body. Simon captured her chin and forced her to look at him. Her tongue slicked over her lower lip, taking away that drop of blood. “Nice?” he repeated.

No, the woman hadn’t just said that to him.

Her smile came, a slow curl that lit her face, then her eyes. “Maybe better than nice.”

A tease. Should have known it.

Her bare legs shifted against his jean-clad thighs.

“A lot better,” he told her definitely.

One blond brow rose.

“The best you ever had,” he continued, keeping his lips flat when they wanted to lift in response to the furrow that appeared between her brows.

Dee blinked. A long, slow blink. “You don’t know what I’ve had.”

He bit back the sudden fury that rose in him. “Don’t want to know,” he gritted out.

Her fingers slid between them and reached for the button on his jeans. “Let’s see what happens when we have?—”

His jaw clenched. Now this was the painful part. His balls would be blue all day long. “I’ve got to leave.”

“What?” Surprise there. Hurt?

Maybe. A good sign.

He rose from the couch and didn’t bother dragging his gaze off her naked body as he straightened his own clothes.

She didn’t bother to cover up. “Where are you going?”

“To take one very cold shower.” Honesty, finally. Kind of felt good to be honest with her.

Her brows pulled low in confusion as she asked, “Why?”

Because sex right then wasn’t the way to gain her trust. The way to gain some hard, fast pleasure, hell, yes, but not the way to get to his end goal. “Because we’re going to be more than a fast fuck, Sandra Dee.”

“Dee.” Her breasts heaved as she straightened. Gorgeous. Maybe he’d have one more taste.

He bent toward her and swiped his tongue over her nipple. Yes.

Could have been his sigh. Could have been hers.

Leave.

A hard suck on her nipple, then he pulled back. “The hours before dawn are hard, aren’t they?”

Her breath came fast. “Wh-what are you doing to me?”

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