Page 58 of Born into Sin

My fingers still at the casual fuck-me eyes comment. I’d been hoping this might be something more to him, but if he’s just going to lump me into the large pool of women who just want a quick fuck from him, then I have no desire to take this any further.

His head tilts as he watches me, immediately noticing the change in my demeanor. Keeping my gaze focused on the button my fingers were just working on, I say, “I think I might have misread things.”

When I start to pull back, he grabs my wrists, holding me in place. “Misread what?” His voice is soft, but there’s an edge to it.

“What you want.”

“And what do I want, principessa?”

Pulling one of my hands up, he drags his nose along the inside of my wrist, inhaling the scent of my skin. My heart races at the intimate touch and the gentle way he’s holding me in place.

“A quick fuck,” I whisper. “A one-time thing.”

He gives a sexy laugh, the heat of it hitting my sensitive skin before he places a kiss on my inner wrist. His eyes meet mine, and the heat in them has me parting my lips.

“Quick is not something I want with you.” He kisses my inner wrist again. “Hours, days, years.” He pauses, gauging my reaction before whispering “A lifetime” against my skin. “And as far as the one-time thing you’re so worried about, that was never going to happen. I knew the second I laid eyes on you that one time would never be enough.”

“Dominic,” I whisper, watching him slowly kiss a line down my arm.

“I know you’re scared and this is all new for you, but please don’t ever insult me like that again. I would never treat you like that. I would never fuck you and toss you aside. I want you, Natalya, all of you, and once I have you, I’m not letting you go.”

The wet heat of his tongue runs along the inside of my elbow, causing a shiver to run down my spine and a growing ache to bloom between my legs. His lips press against the spot he just licked, sucking me gently and making me rethink my position on elbows not being sexy places on the body. I had no idea the crook of my arm was so goddamn sensitive.

“Damn,” I whisper, making him give a soft laugh before lifting his eyes to mine.

“I could teach you so many things, principessa, but the choice is yours. If you don’t want this to go any further, then you need to tell me now. I’ll walk out that door and never lay another hand on you again.”

My heart races at the thought of him leaving, and my hand grips his forearm like I have the physical strength to hold him in place. His lips quirk up in the sexiest grin at my instinct to latch onto him.

“What’s option two?” I whisper, already knowing I want nothing to do with option one.

“Option two?” He hovers his mouth over my skin and meets my eyes again. “That’s where I spend the night fucking this sweet body and making it mine, principessa, and once it’s mine, it will never be anyone else’s.”

My eyes grow heavy-lidded at his words and I try to pull my arms free so I can wrap them around him, but he tightens his grip on me. Holding me in place, he gives me another slow, teasing lick along my inner arm.

“Dominic,” I whisper, needing to touch him. “Please.”

Ignoring me, he straightens back up and looks down at me. “Choose wisely, sweetheart. Once I slide into you, it’s the only cock you’re ever going to have. I will never share you, and I will never let you go.”

My head is spinning with everything he’s said, and my anxiety starts to rise. I know how I feel about him, and I know it’s not going to change, but what about him? So I ask the question that terrifies me.

“What if you decide you don’t want me anymore? What if you don’t like it? What if I’m not good at it and you decide you want someone else?”

The thought of him with another woman causes an ache in my chest, but I’d rather know now instead of later. His face softens when he looks down at me. He lets go of my arms so he can cup my face and press his body to mine.

“I haven’t even looked at another woman since I saw you step out of that car, Natalya. You’re all I can fucking think about. I would never be unfaithful to you.” He gives me a sexy smile and drags his finger along my jaw. “And there’s no way in hell you could ever be bad in bed. You’re way too goddamn sexy when you come on my face. Your soft whimpers, the way you rock your hips and pull my hair, fuck, principessa, you were made for me.”

He drags the pad of his thumb along the seam of my lips and lets out a sexy groan. “If you’re going to choose option one, you need to do it now.”

“Why’s that?” I smile against his thumb, unable to resist teasing him a bit.

“So I can bury my head between your legs again and convince you that you made the wrong choice.”

I smile and kiss the pad of his thumb. “You're very confident in your skills.”

He gives another deep, sexy laugh and my whole body melts at the sound. I love seeing him like this. The armor is down, the weight of the world no longer sits on his shoulders, and with the big, unguarded smile on his face, he looks so much younger than his forty-three years.

Leaning closer so our lips are almost touching, he whispers, “I’m very confident in your body’s reaction to me.”

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