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No.Though she’d come close with him?—

“Know what?Let’s not fucking ever talk about him with you again, shall we?It’s the best plan if we want him to keep living.Though, I am happy to eliminate him at any time.”

Her tongue licked his thumb.

He sucked in a quick breath.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean,” she chided him.Atlas was just trying to be outrageous.To frighten her away from him.Didn’t he realize she could see the truth?He thought he was too dangerous, and he was trying to warn her away.That wasn’t a villain thing to do.The villain didn’t tell you to run so you could stay safe.A villain grabbed you and didn’t let go no matter what you did.

“I would kill for you in an instant.”He stared straight at her.“Never doubt that.”

Staring into his eyes, she did not doubt his words.Not even for a minute.He would kill.

“Tell me about your orgasms, sweets.”

What?

She jerked her chin away from his hold.Lily would have backed away, again, but the bed was right there, blocking her retreat.

“They’re not something to brag about, huh?Because you’ve been with dumbasses?Because you couldn’t let go with them?”His arms were at his sides now.

“They are fine,” she said.“My orgasms are fine.”How were they having this conversation?

He whistled.“Oh, fuck, that’s terrible.If I ever give you afineorgasm, punch me in the face.Seriously, right in the face, and then I will do a thousand times better thanfine.”

No, he didn’t understand.“It’s…me.I can’t—” A huff of air as she exhaled in frustration.“I can’t be in the moment.I can’t shut off my thoughts.”

“Then use those thoughts.If you can’t shut them off, then focus on me.When I’m fucking you, think about me and what I’m doing.Think about how it feels.Think about what you want.Think about my tongue sliding over your clit.Again and again.”His voice deepened.Went guttural.“Think about my tongue sliding into you.My fingers and my tongue and—know what?Screw it.I’ll prove to you that your orgasms should be far, far better thanfine.”

His hands flew up and locked around her waist.He lifted her up, holding her easily before he dropped her right into the middle of the bed.Then he was on top of her, hands moving to either side of her body, his powerful legs between her spread thighs as he crouched over her.

What is happening?What is happening?Things had gotten out of control in an instant.All because she’d said her orgasms werefine.And now he was between her legs.Looking all sexy and tough and like he truly wanted to eat her alive.

Her sex quivered.Oh.“F-forty-eight hours haven’t passed yet.”The only thing she could think to say.Her heart raced.And a heavy ache grew deep inside of her.

“I’m not fucking you, not with my dick, anyway.I’m putting my mouth on you.”

She stopped breathing.

“My tongue is goinginyou.”

You have to breathe, Lily.In and out.Breathe.

“Fingers and tongue, and I am going to do nothing but give you pleasure.Don’t you want that, Lily?Pleasure just for you?Don’t you want to let go and explode into a million pieces as you forget everything else and just let the orgasm take you?”

She would love that.For a time, to just know pleasure?Yes.Yes.Yes, yes, yes.

But it had never happened that way for her.Already, her hands were flying up and curling around his powerful arms.Unease, uncertainty, filled her.“That won’t happen.”Not for her.And maybefinehad been a stretch.Because she didn’t always come with her lovers.

She’d had sex two times with Gage.But…both times…

I was too tense.He was frantic and hungry, and I wasn’t there.I couldn’t be there.

“You’ve been fucking the wrong men.”A flat and brutal assertion.“The problem is now corrected.You’re with the right man.A man who knows exactly how you need to be fucked.Trust me.”

Her gaze collided with his.

Pleasure…oh, the tempting promise of pleasure.His mouth on her.That wicked tongue of his, stroking her.Slowly, she nodded.