Page 85 of Her Tempting Protector

“Yes, I think you might be,” her smile was a sight to behold.

This time, he couldn’t start with a slow kiss, it just wasn’t possible, and thank God, she seemed to be on the same page as him. When Cullen dipped his head, she raised her lips in response and it was electric. Her mouth flowered open for the thrust of his tongue.

Her nails scraped his jaw. No woman had ever done that before. It felt crazy good. He opened his eyes and found her staring at him. He broke the kiss.

“No. Don’t stop.”

“Are you scared? Am I coming on too strong?”

“Don’t second guess anything,” she said fiercely. “I want this. I want to savor every second. You feel so good.” Her palm rubbed up his cheek, her fingers tangled into his hair and tried to pull him downwards.

“You like pulling my hair, don’t you?”

She frowned. “I guess I do. How odd.”

Ooops. “No overthinking, Carys, we’re into the feels.” He moved his hand from around her back and coaxed her up onto his lap, so that she was straddling him. He saw a look of satisfaction cross her face. He’d been hoping she would like being in a position of power. All in all, he could kind of understand why pulling his hair might bring her a sense of satisfaction as well.

“Be prepared to be ravished,” she purred.

I’m in trouble now.