Page 75 of The Trouble With Bad Boys

“Mmm…” He dropped his head and tongued my nipple. My hips arched off the bed and I let out a stifled shriek as he sucked hard. “I don’t think you do.”

My body felt as tightly drawn as a bow, primed and ready for him. One huge hand pinned my wrists over my head, while the other began to trail over my collarbone and throat. He was so much larger than me, so much stronger, yet he handled me like the delicate treasure he’d compared me to.

His arousal brushed my folds, and I sucked in a breath. He released my hands and framed my face, smoothing away a strand of hair that clung to my cheek. His dark gaze locked onto mine and held.

He didn’t speak; then again, he didn’t need to. The way he touched me, held me, said more than words ever could.

A pang sliced through my heart. He’d said this could only be for tonight. But I knew as I lay there that one night wouldn’t be enough. Maybe I could change his mind. If only...

My heart pinched. Though I’d only known him for a few days, I’d already come to understand his character. And once he’d made up his mind, there was no changing it. I would take tonight, then tuck the memory away for the future.

I cupped the back of his head and lifted my hips in offering. Fire flickered in the dark depths and a tic ran along the muscle of his cheek. Gaze still locked on mine, he ever so slowly eased forward. I sucked in a breath as he filled me, but I refused to look away. This connection was too strong, too right.

Heat spiraled through me at the feeling of us coming together, and tingles danced along my nerve endings. He held me close, one hand wrapped around my shoulder to keep me in place as he began to move. His gaze stayed locked on mine as he thrust slow and deep on measured strokes.

The sensation was exquisite, the emotion pulsing through me like nothing I’d ever experienced. Every sense seemed heightened. He made me feel treasured. Safe. Adored.

Heat raced through my body, the fire that had been building in my core suddenly flaring into an inferno.

My muscles contracted, and I let out a silent scream as pleasure like I’d never known crashed over me. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t do anything but hold on as he swept me away to a place higher than the stars.

He plunged in and out, ragged breath leaving his mouth, sweat glistening on his chest. Two more hard thrusts and he pulled out, his hot seed splashing over my lower belly. He collapsed over me, his head burrowed against my neck. His chest rose and fell rapidly, the curly dark hairs teasing my nipples.

With a soft groan of effort, he pushed upward, then swiped the box of tissues from the nightstand. He extracted one and ran it over my stomach, wiping away the evidence of our lovemaking. Once he was done, he tossed it to the floor then settled in next to me.

One brawny arm slid beneath my head; the other came around my waist and pulled me close, and I snuggled further into him as exhaustion pulled at me. He nuzzled my hair aside and kissed the spot just below my ear.

A contented smile curled my lips as sleep claimed me. Here, wrapped in his arms, I was right where I belonged.

Eighteen

RODRIGO

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. The first golden rays of sunlight spilled through the window, turning Lily’s auburn strands to fire where they cascaded over my arm.

For the past hour I’d lain here, just watching her, not wanting to miss a single moment. An emotion I couldn’t describe flickered through my heart.

It was a strange waking up next to a woman. I’d never spent the night with any former lovers, never had any desire to spend any real amount of time with them. I’d been content to keep them at arm’s length, seeking and giving pleasure before returning to my work. I’d been more than happy to keep my affairs short, never going to the same woman more than once. Never before had I allowed anyone to get too close—until Lily.

But lying here next to her felt good. It felt... right. My body curled around hers, my erection fitted between the lush cheeks of her bottom, my forearm pillowed between her breasts. Her body was soft and warm, and she exuded a tranquility that put me at ease. I never wanted to leave the little cocoon of contentment we’d created.

Most amazingly, I’d managed to sleep. She’d nestled close, and I’d fallen into a deep sleep with her by my side, resting well for the first time in weeks. Ever since my time in captivity, I hadn’t been able to sleep for more than a few minutes at a time. I was always alert, grabbing snatches of sleep only when necessary.

She shifted slightly, unconsciously burrowing closer to me in her sleep. Just a few months ago, I would have shied away from the physical contact. Now, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her even closer.

I knew it was a bad idea, yet I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted to soak up every single second with her that I could. I would need these moments to sustain me for the rest of my life. I’d told her this would only be temporary, and I’d never regretted it more.

It was shitty timing, because I was beginning to realize that there was more to sex than the instant gratification. A woman like Lily invited a myriad of previously undiscovered emotions. Women were a complication, a hindrance. They always wanted more—more attention, more tokens of affection, more of me than I was willing to give.

I shouldn’t have allowed this to happen. I definitely couldn’t allow her to get any closer than she already had. I was already far too invested, though I supposed I owed her for saving my life.

A grimace pulled at my mouth, and I recognized the lie as soon as it crossed my mind. I hadn’t slept with her just because she’d saved me. I wanted her more than anything—still did, if the way my cock swelled was any indication. I knew it wasn’t smart to have sex with her again. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to it.

I’d had dozens of affairs; this would be no different. We were two people seeking comfort in one another’s arms for as long as it could last. Once this thing between us ran its course, Lily and I would go our separate ways.

A niggle of unease slithered down my spine, and I shoved it away. I wasn’t going to overthink things. Right now, I had a beautiful woman in my arms, and I was going to enjoy the hell out of it.

I kissed the nape of her neck, drawing her sweet scent into my nostrils. She shifted and let out a sleepy little sound before burrowing back into me. A smile tugged at my mouth as I kissed my way over her shoulder. Her bottom wiggled against my groin, and fire raced through my veins.

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