Page 310 of The Trouble With Bad Boys

I let out a sigh and bit my bottom lip as my eyes swept over his chest. I stepped closer to examine the beautiful artwork that covered his arms and a portion of his chest, running toward the back shoulder. My eyes immediately went to the tattoo on his right bicep. I traced my finger along the dark rose with a stem made of thorns. It stood by itself among the story that surrounded it. This rose held its own story, and I wanted to know what it was.

As though he saw the intrigue in my eyes, he said, “Not right now.” He turned and gripped my hips, gazing at me.

I leaned against the kitchen counter. The cool marble surface was a lovely contrast to the heat soaring through my body. I ran my fingers along his strong shoulders, over his pectoral muscles, over his biceps, and down to his abdomen. God, his muscles were so firm and smooth. A fine product of hours at the gym. That took discipline and hard work, and I appreciated beauty earned in that way.

My fingers paused at the waistband of his jeans, and I swallowed as my mouth went dry.

Kain positioned himself in front of me. “You can have whatever you want.” He unzipped my dress from the back and shoved away the straps. I shimmied out of the dress and let it drop to the floor. “Because I’m having what I want.”

Kain placed me on his kitchen island. As I sat he stared at my red lace lingerie that I hadn’t dared to wear until now. His chest heaved as his eyes wandered up and down. My nipples hardened from his intense gaze.

He noticed my body’s response to him and palmed my breasts, teasing my nipples. “I love your reaction to me.” He unclasped the bra from the front hook and released my breasts. He tossed my bra somewhere, and the bulge in his jeans grew.

Kain didn’t waste any time. He captured a nipple with his mouth, and I cried out with pleasure. I arched my back, offering him everything he wanted. Like a greedy man, he took and took, drawing out the nipple with delicious tugs. Fire shot straight to my center, and my fingers threaded into his hair, holding him in place. I loved what he was doing to me. My skin tingled all over. It had been so long since I felt this alive.

This wanted.

He veered up to look at me with so much passion stemming from his face. “You’re beautiful, Eva. I’m making you mine.”

I imagined his dimple winking at me, and I kissed it. “Take me.”

I didn’t recognize my own voice, coming out more ragged than I expected. I couldn’t take my eyes away from his hungry face as he dragged his mouth over, around, and under my breasts like a starving man having his last meal.

What happened next surprised me. He lifted me from the kitchen island and tossed me over his shoulder. I gasped at the sudden suspension of my ass in the air. I’d never been carried like this. My hands gripped his back, and a playful slap landed on my buttocks. “Mine.”

A giggle escaped me. “What are you, a caveman?”

He tossed me onto his bed, covered with gray satin sheets. “You brought the caveman out in me.” His eyes focused on the red heart-shaped patch that covered my center. He prowled over to the bed and placed a hand over me. “This heart belongs to me now.”

He tugged off my panties and studied me. Hot liquid pooled at my center as anticipation thrummed in the room.

“I want to see you too.” I reached for him, but he nudged me back onto the bed, looking down at me.

“Not yet.” His hand brushed my cheek in such a tender way that warmth bloomed in me. “I want to take my time with you. I want you to remember this first time with me.” He crushed his mouth to mine as the hard ridge of him pressed against my secret place.

His mouth traveled to my breasts, feasted, and made its way down to my stomach. “I can’t get enough of you.”

I sucked in a breath as my thighs shook with anticipation. He kissed and licked his way down. Each movement sent me deeper into some dreamland where magic existed. Where love, trust, and promises came in abundance. My body came alive like they had been waiting for this very moment. For this man.

Kain nudged my thighs farther apart. He sent me a devilish smile that told me I was in for an adventure. He lowered his lips to my core, and that contact rocked me. Desire exploded like a series of powerful fireworks. Liquid heat leaked out of me.

He growled and licked me. “So good.”

I sensed the smile on his lips as he devoured me. Emotions and sensations collided with each other. I couldn’t think as fire coursed through me. He was such a magnificent lover, touching me in all the right places. I moaned as he lifted my ass up and feasted on me from various angles. He loved me the way the desert loved the rain.

The way his mouth and tongued moved over me . . . It was so hot. My body struggled between wanting to escape and wanting more of this delicious torment. Everything was too much. This man had the power to strip me of all logic, all thought.

All I could do was feel his lips on me, loving me in ways no other man had done before. My muscles felt like they were melting from each stroke of his tongue.

“I love the taste of you, Eva. So sweet. So intoxicating. Perfect for me.” He growled and kissed my inner thighs, allowing my body an opportunity to rest in the eye of the storm, giving my heart a chance to open wider—to see that I was falling for him.

Kain unzipped his jeans, removed his boxers, and revealed his glorious erection. The length of him punctuated his body perfectly. My core throbbed for him. I’d never wanted anyone the way I wanted him.

He retrieved a condom from the nightstand, covered himself, crawled over me, and kissed me. His tip teased my core, mimicking the way his tongue taunted mine.

Need warred in me, and I couldn’t wait anymore. “I want you—now.”

“I love a woman who knows what she wants.” He smiled and slid into me, inch by inch. Every bit brought us closer, not only physically, but emotionally. My heart swelled a little more from every thrust, and the wall I had built up crumbled.

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