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“What?” he asked huskily, and licked his lips.
“That growl, that sound. I want it again.” I pressed my breasts against his chest, stealing his warmth.
I could steal it all and he’d let me.
I doubt he’d care in the slightest. He brushed his fingers down the soft curls of my hair and slid his other hand around to the small of my back. “You want me to growl for you?” he murmured, the tone husky and wild.
“Yes,” I answered. “Growl for me.”
He just smiled, those perfect lips arcing upwards until, in an instant, they stilled. He let out a sound that was filled with danger and desire. The rumble resounded in his chest and spilled into the back of his throat. One commanding step and he pushed me backwards until I hit the tiled wall beside the shower.
Steam poured from the torrent of water. Through the fog he came, lowering his head to mine. “You think I’m an animal, princess?” Desire bloomed inside me as he licked his lips.
“Fuck, no,” I answered. “I think you’re perfection.”
There was a tremble at the corner of his mouth. But his smile was a glint in his eyes. My body trembled, waiting for him to take and take andtake.
But he didn’t, searching my eyes as he pulled back. “You don’t like me taking control, do you?”
Taking control?
Taking my control.
“No,” I whispered. “I don’t.”
Then he just opened his hands. “I can work with that. You set the pace. We can go as fast or as slow as you want.”
“I can set the pace?” Surprise filled me.
“Yeah,” he answered. “Is that okay?”
In an instant, I was back in that room with music and desire floating through me. Hunger for this man writhed and rolled under my skin like a beast of its own. I dragged my teeth across my lip and tested this man’s resolve, stepping closer and reaching for the button of his blue jeans.
He just watched me and didn't move an inch as I opened the buttoned and slid the zipper down. Energy sizzled between us, arcing and crackling in the air, standing the hair at my nape on end as I pushed his jeans down low. Warmth brushed against my thigh. I didn’t have to look down to know he was hard.
Hard and ready.
Still, he didn’t move, didn’t force himself on me.
He swallowed hard, showing total restraint, until he whispered, “I said take it slow, princess, but don’t mistake me for a goddamn saint.”
My breath caught as his jeans hit the bathroom floor. He tore his gaze away from mine, moving to my breasts as I slid my panties down and left them on the floor. “No one could mistake you for that, Lazarus.” I reached for his face, brushing my fingers through the drying blood splatter. “Not when you’re wearing another man’s blood on your face.”
He stepped out of the jeans and stood there, naked,hard,and bloody.
This was the essence of a man. One who didn’t have to hide behind a mask to get what he wanted.
No, this man stood bare in front of me…and I’d never been so completely turned on in my life.
I stepped closer, took his hand, and pressed his palm against the curve of my ass. “Kiss me, Lazarus. Kiss me now.”
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Kat
“Kiss me…”I lifted my gaze to his.
He swallowed hard and leaned down. One hand gripped my hip as he lifted his other to graze his fingers along my jaw. His lips took mine, carefully, tenderly, before, with a snarl, he grabbed me around the waist and lifted. Heat pummeled my back, splattering my hair against my shoulders as he walked me under the spray.
