Page 99 of His Wild Seduction

Irrevocably. Interminably. Totally batshit fucking crazy in love.

I had never stopped loving her.

I would never stop loving her.

Meredith was my reason. She was my purpose.

Whether it was bullheadedness or sheer stupidity that took me so long to realize it, now that I had, I was going to do everything in my power to ensure she knew it.

“Oooh, that smells so good.”

Her breathy whisper reached me as she walked across the room, wearing one of the button-downs I must have left in the bathroom.

Fuck. Me.

She looked good dressed in my clothes. Even better without them.

I cleared my throat, waiting for her to sit in bed so I could settle the tray across her lap, opening the legs before I did that.

“Oh my god, is that a chocolate hazelnut croissant?” she asked, her green irises sparkling.

“Yeah,” I replied, wanting to high-five myself for knowing her weakness for chocolate hazelnut anything.

The fact this bakery got their cocoa from the same town in Switzerland where she got her body cream was just a bonus for me.

“Gimme gimme,” she said, giving a little wiggle that almost upended our coffees.

“Stay still or we’ll end up wearing this,” I chided, lifting the delectable pastry to her lips.

She tried to take it from me, but I pulled back. Meredith rolled her eyes playfully, but she opened her mouth.

This was a new obsession of mine.

I needed to feed her. In fact, I was all but consumed by the desire to do just that.

Just another one of those pesky biological imperatives that seemed to sprout like weeds where she was concerned.

“Open wide, little Red,” I said, and like at the party, my mind filled with images of me saying those exact words with her on her knees.

She must have had the same idea cause her gaze heated, and her breathing changed.

Mmm. We are definitely doing that later.

“You know, you don’t have to feed me,” she said shyly.

But I could tell from her pink cheeks and bright eyes that she liked it as much as I did.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to.”

“Okay,” she said agreeably.

“So, I was thinking, Baby. There’s some stuff we need to cover,” I said, and she frowned as she chewed.

“Like what?” she said, covering her full mouth with her hand.

I grinned and tugged her hand down. She giggled more, and we made a little mess.

That was okay. Messes could be cleaned.

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