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“Jeans,” she admitted, “well, and a dress.”
My eyebrows shot up. “I thought you didn’t wear dresses?”
“I don’t. I needed one to get into his daughter’s quinceañera.”
I watched as she tied her t-shirt into a knot at her lower back so that the extra material wouldn’t get in the way. It left a strip of her skin showing between where the shirt ended and her jeans began. My blood was already boiling from the range activities and her simple action made my heartbeat accelerate.
Watching her with a steady gaze, I started circling her. She was still taking off her shoes and she struggled to pull them off while hopping in a circle to keep an eye on me. Wariness flashed in those blue depths.
Chapter 27
Nico
Havoc grunted and tried to shove me off her. She was pinned between my body and the mats. It hadn’t taken her long to get frustrated when her Jiu Jitsu moves failed her and she’d started fighting like a wildcat, doing anything she could to move my much heavier frame.
Now she was laying still and taking huge gulps of air. I made sure not to put my full weight on her so she could breathe. She was just out of shape.
My dick hardened at the thought of her shape. She had an athletic build, even when she hadn’t been keeping up on her cardio, and it made me hard every time she’d saunter by me in the house. The first time we’d fucked it’d been rough and desperate. I hadn’t taken the time to fully explore her the way I wanted to.
It occurred to me that I had her in the perfect position to do that now. I cupped her tit in my hand. It was big, soft, and tipped with a hard little point that begged to be sucked on.
“Nico! What are you doing?” she gasped as I lightly tweaked her nipple.
“Waiting for you to get me off of you,” I told her.
She hissed out a breath when I dipped my head and sucked on her peak through her shirt.
“You’re distracting me,” she complained.
“Never said I was going to fight fair,” I told her, giving most of my attention to her chest. Shifting, I pinned one of her arms with my knee to free up my other hand. Her other mound looked lonely. I grabbed them and squished them up and together then buried my face between them.
I frowned. That wasn’t quite right. I met her gaze and gripped the neck of her shirt between my hands. Her eyes widened.
“Don’t you-”
A ripping sound cut her off as I tore her shirt from neck to waist. Havoc clicked her jaw shut. Her eyes were blazing, but I couldn’t tell if it was from anger or lust.
“Don’t…” she gasped out as I started to give her bra the same treatment.
I spared it and just shoved it down. Then my hands were full of soft, bare flesh. Much better. I licked my way between her full tits. “Why aren’t you fighting?” I asked her. “You’re never going to get out of my hold if you just lay there.” Focusing back on the task in front of me, I scraped her nipple with my teeth then sucked it into my mouth so I could soothe it with my tongue.
Havoc moaned and squirmed beneath me. Her body rubbing against mine made every nerve ending fire. I was ready for the fighting lesson to be over so we could move on to other sweat inducing activities, but I’d told her I wasn’t letting her up. She’d have to figure out a way to get me off her.
I needed her to be back in fighting shape before we took on Guzman. She’d been working out hard every day, but her training had slipped over the years. I needed to entice the Beast within, fill her with blood lust so that she craved the kill.
She still hadn’t answered me. I wrapped my hand around her throat and felt an intense bolt of lust fire through me when her eyelids drooped at the move. She liked when I took control of her. It was a good thing, because I liked it too. I didn’t know how to be any other way.
Squeezing just hard enough to get her attention, I brought my face up to hers. “Well?”
Her blue eyes narrowed. I had a moment to wonder about the wicked look that crossed her face before agony exploded behind my eyes.
Groaning, I rolled off her and cupped my throbbing balls. She’d kneed me hard. I’d been too preoccupied with her tits to realize I’d let her knee slip out of my control. It seemed to be her signature move, but it was one that would work well every time she used it.
Her face appeared above me. A shit-eating grin formed and if it didn’t feel like my dick was trying to crawl its way back into my body, I’d make her pay for the low blow and the gloating afterwards.
I focused on breathing to ease the pain while her laugh bounced around the room.
“You deserved that.”
