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She gasped. An aroused intake of air, the muscles of her ass flexing on my thighs as she tried to pull her thighs together. Beneath my fingers, her pulse kicked up.
Unable to resist the rounded ‘O’ of her lips, I kissed her. She moaned into my mouth, her fingers curling into my T-shirt.
Then she stiffened again and tried to pull away.
Hell, no. She wasn’t going to get away with that.
“Kiss me back,” I ordered against her lips.
Her mouth moved beneath mine. At first, she was play-acting. I went along with it, deepening the kiss, stroking my tongue into her mouth.
Her breath sped up. I mouth-fucked her, drinking her in like a fine blood-wine. She sucked on my tongue, all-in now.
My balls tightened painfully.
Gods, I wanted this woman. Too much. Like I’d stumbled into quicksand and was sinking fast, the sticky, quaking mass up to my chest before I knew it.
I tore my mouth from hers, breathing hard.
Eden looked at me, wide-eyed. Inhaled slowly. Licked her lips as if tasting me on them.
Sweet fucking Lilith.
Boundaries, I reminded myself, and forced my fingers to release her throat.
“That’s better,” I managed to say. I even accompanied it with a got-you lift of my brows.
She drew another breath. Let it out. “Fuck off,” she said without heat.
“Oh, I will,” I returned, “as soon as Olivia says it’s okay.”
Just not tonight.
I wasn’t waiting simply because Eden hadn’t seen the midwife. She was fine, and so was my spawn. Dr. Lopez had confirmed that, although I wanted a second opinion based on state-of-the-art equipment.
No, I was doing it to prove something to myself. That I could remain in control where Eden was concerned.
Boundaries.
“Oh.” She looked way too disappointed for a woman who’d just told me to fuck off.
“That doesn’t mean we’re done here.” Tonight I was going to tease the hell out of her. “I can be all kinds of creative with my punishments.”
Another “Oh,” this one breathy.
I massaged a firm breast through the silky gray bra. “Your tits are larger.”
I’d heard that happened, but I’d never had a woman of my own on which to test the theory, so to speak. Eden’s had increased at least a cup size, and she’d been a C cup. “And no, the changes in your body don’t bother me. Not at all. You’re even more beautiful.”
She tilted her head, scrutinizing me. “You really think so, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” I pinched a nipple through the gray satin. “I do.”
“Ouch.” She squirmed on my lap. “I’m also more sensitive.”
“Mm.” I toyed with the other one, then pinched that, too. “Consider it part of your punishment, then.”
“Talon...” She wiggled again, this time right against my erection.
