Page 251 of Vicious Temptation

She leans back just enough to look at me. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” I brush her wet back. “Because I…”

The words are right there.

I love you.

For a second, I almost let myself say them. Remi watches me expectantly as water runs between us.

“Because you what?”

I trace the curve of her smile with my thumb.

“Remi, Remi…” I shake my head, smiling despite myself. “What have you done to me?”

“You said that to me once before.” Her arms tighten around my neck. “Maybe I haven’t been convincing enough.”

She kisses me again.

Sixty-Two

thiago

The sight of her on her knees nearly destroys whatever restraint I have left.

“You’re fucking trouble.”

“You sound surprised.”

“I’m not.”

She looks up at me as she wraps her hand around my dick and drags her tongue slowly over the tip.

“You like me down here, Braga?”

“You have no fucking idea.”

“I think I do.” She gives me another slow lick, her hand moving along my shaft. “You know,” she says, brushing her thumb carefully over my piercing, “the first time I saw this thing, I’ll admit, I was a little intimidated. Impressed, but scared shitless.”

I laugh, though the sound comes out rough. “Scared?”

“Yeah, don’t get a big head or anything. But you’re a big boy, and I wasn’t sure where you were trying to put this thing.”

“Didn’t stop you.”

“No, it sure didn’t.” She toys with the piercing, and my stomach draws tight. “Turns out, I had nothing to worry about.”

I slide my hand into her wet hair, gathering it gently at the back of her head while my other hand cups her cheek.

“Maybe you were made for me,” she murmurs, leaning into my touch. “And I was made for you.”

“I believe that, chama.”

“You do?”

The softness in her blue eyes makes the question feel almost fragile.

“More every damn day.”