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Caging me in, his movements languid and smooth like a predatory cat.
Then he loomed over me, bracing his hands on either side of my head. “But we both know that’s not what you want.”
I shuddered as his breath ghosted over my cheek.
Holy shit!
No? I didn’t know beyond the concept of having sex what I wanted. So how could he?
Suddenly I wasn’t so sure I was ready.
I meant it more as a thought experiment. Didn’t expect he would say yes—and go for it on the spot.
“I didn’t mean right this second.”
He smiled a dangerous smile. A predatory smile. “Are you scared, Mia Stellina?”
And suddenly, I knew he was toying with me, probably thinking if he scared me enough, I would back down.
Yeah, that strategy didn’t work well with my rebellious streak. Which I could feel solidify in my chest.
So instead of pushing him away—what every instinct in my body screamed at me to do, what every sane person would do in my situation, I narrowed my lids, then followed my treacherous body and pulled him closer.
But instead of kissing me, Gabe buried his head in my hair, nuzzled the side of my throat, and bit me right where my neck met my shoulder.
A strangled moan escaped me.
“Do you want me to stop, Sophia?”
He was still daring me.
I closed my eyes, torn between longing and doing what I knew would be much safer and the responsible thing to do.
Finally, I whispered, “No.”
A low, possessive growl rumbled in his chest. “Your wish is my command, little one. But don’t come crying later.”
His words made my core quicken, and lust paired with fear pooled in my stomach.
Holy shit, what had I gotten myself into?
His lips claimed mine in a searing kiss that ignited my blood.
I melted into him, my hands roaming over the hard planes of his back.
He groaned and deepened the kiss, then crawled over me, pinning me fully against the bed.
I gasped as he pressed his erection between my thighs, hot and heavy.
My core clenched in response, and an aching need built inside of me.
More, closer.
He trailed kisses along my jaw and down my neck, pausing to nip at my pulse point. A jolt of pleasure-pain shot through me.
“Please,” I breathed, not even sure what I was begging for. More. Less. I didn’t know.
“Shh.” He cupped my breast through my T-shirt, his T-shirt. Rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “I got you.”
