I lay back, allowing him to admire me, and he did. He stopped the kiss to drag the garment over my head. He kept kissing me with silent urgency as his hands shoved down my panties. He lifted me into his arms and carried me over to the bed, where he laid me down carefully then followed suit, his strong body pressing me into the mattress. Maybe the fight had lowered his protective walls-I didn’t care because Cassio saying that word was incredibly sexy. “On your pussy?” he rasped before he prevented me from replying by kissing me again. “Somewhere else,” I got out, even if the words were hardly more than an exhale. “Do you want my mouth like this? Or somewhere else?” I was dazed and couldn’t follow his words. He wanted control and I gave in, let the kiss consume me until he dragged his mouth away, panting. His mouth, his tongue, they demanded my surrender like the rest of him. The desire in his eyes, in his voice, scorched me with its intensity. He prowled toward me, cupped the back of my head, and backed me into the window. “Fuck.” He looked as if he’d lost a battle with himself. My eyes darted to the apex of her thighs, hidden by her nightgown, remembering her taste, her scent. “Not everything,” she admitted, blushing. Was she aroused or scared? Probably both.Īnother step closer. Giulia shivered and her nipples puckered. My voice was low, drenched with desire and warning. Now, any tiredness was replaced by eagerness, but my suspicion remained. When I’d exited the bathroom, I felt exhausted wariness.

It had excited me more than a little, but her words blasted the last shreds of my composure.ĭespite the truth in her words, I couldn’t believe them. My pulse throbbed in my temple from our altercation.

Sweet Temptation by Cora Reilly