Page 44 of Tempt Me

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CHLOE

I can’t believe the filthy words coming from my mouth—but I mean every one of them.

I walk away from Jase before he can see how hard my heart is pounding. And how my body is wound tight, so close to the edge just one touch could send me tipping over into ecstasy.

How does he do this to me?

I head for his bedroom, taking a deep breath to calm myself. But who am I kidding? I haven’t been calm since the moment he pulled me into his arms downstairs and kissed me like I’ve never been kissed before. Rough and hot and totally demanding. The kind of kiss that could turn your world upside down.

And that was before he started touching me. God, his hands on my skin—caressing so softly.

And hard, too.

I shiver just remembering how he spanked me. I’ve never felt anything like it, the forbidden thrill of pain mingled with pleasure, setting my body on fire. It made me want to surrender completely, so when he snapped his fingers like that and ordered me to suck his cock...

I went willingly. Eagerly. And it was glorious. Everything he promised—and more.

Jase Banner may talk a big game, but he definitely has the goods to back it up.

I reach the bedroom and look around. Last time I was here, I couldn’t wait to get away from his dangerously sexy grin, but now, I’d happily spend the next year spread-eagled on that massive bed at Jase’s mercy.

“So, perfect little Chloe Archer has a filthy mouth.” Jase’s voice comes behind me. I turn.

“I’m not perfect.” I look away from the force of his sexy stare. “Not even close.”

“You are to me.” Jase’s voice is rough, but his words hit me hard.

I look up. The intensity in his gaze makes my toes curl. He’s looking at me like I’m the center of the whole world—and it’s not just lust on his face.

There’s something more there, too.

I breathe in. Something in me relaxes. This connection between us is real. I don’t understand it yet, but from the start, something’s drawn us together.

I can trust him—even if this feels anything but safe.

Jase moves towards me, and then his hands are on me again: sliding around my waist and pulling me close. His lips dip to graze my neck, and I shiver at the sensation. I’ve barely touched him yet, and now, I can’t stop. I reach for him, stroking over the broad, muscular planes of his shoulders and running my hands over the tight bulge of his abs.

God, this guy is ripped.

My hands rove lower, squeezing his ass. Jase makes a growling sound and pulls back far enough for me to see the hot hunger in his eyes. “Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he swears.

“Good,” I smile. “Because you’ve been driving me crazy for weeks now.”

He laughs. “Darlin’, you haven’t seen nothing yet.”

Jase reaches behind me and unsnaps my bra. He peels it slowly from my body, fingertips brushing my bare skin until I’m trembling. The cool air hits me like a caress, and then Jase is bending his head and licking over my breasts.

“Oh...” I moan out loud, gripping his shoulders to keep steady. He lavishes me with attention, teasing around my nipples until they’re stiff and aching for more. But Jase keeps me hanging on, grazing back up my neck and biting down lightly on my earlobe.

His hands skim lower, over my hips. He tugs at my panties, but they’re so damp, they’re clinging between my legs.

RIP.

I blink. Just like that, they’re lying in lacy strips on the floor.

“I liked those,” I protest weakly.

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