Page 96 of Tame Me

I truly do freeze now as his mouth drops towards mine. I shiver as he kisses me. And then I combust.

Throwing my arms around his neck, I kiss him back. He growls and moves swiftly, picking me up in his strong arms, dropping me onto his bed and tumbling on top. I moan in sheer relief. We’re finally back on that page—the one we belong on together.

His hands sweep over me, swiftly stripping me. But suddenly he stops, a sharp drawn breath whistles between his teeth. I freeze and suddenly realise he’s seen the red scar slicing across my lower abdomen. In the heat I’ve forgotten that I haven’t told him.

‘I had a C-section,’ I whisper in hurried explanation. ‘He was round the wrong way.’

My attempt to minimise it doesn’t work. He rises above me to look me in the eyes and the expression in his eyes makes me squirm with guilt.

‘Were you scared?’ He stares right through my defences.

‘The doctors were great,’ I mutter.

‘Were you scared?’ He tightens his grip on my wrists and leans closer over me. ‘You didn’t have a friend with you. No family.’

‘I was okay,’ I say. ‘Most importantly Lukas was okay.’

I see the anger in his eyes. The hurt. I know he wants to rail at me. I see the ripple of emotion run through his body and his muscles bunch. I’m totally at his mercy and I deserve his wrath. But after the growl of annoyance from the back of his throat I feel an intimate caress so tender I quake. That’s when I realise the punishment he intends for me to take is that of unbearable pleasure.

His exploration is slow and torturous. He kisses my scar reverently and then continues his exploration south, worshipping my body.

‘I hate that you were alone,’ he says huskily. ‘All this time.’

I don’t want him to be this gentle. This tender. I feel as if I don’t deserve it. I shiver and try to pull back. But he grabs my hips and holds me still.

‘I’m indulging you, Talia,’ he whispers fiercely. ‘You definitely should be indulged.’

‘Even though I didn’t tell you everything?’

‘I’ve forgiven you.’ He sighs roughly. ‘Maybe it’s time you forgive yourself on that.’ He sits up and takes off his tee shirt in a wide, whipping movement.

I stare at him—made emotional by his words and overwhelmed by the sight of his body. Yep, I slither deeper into lust with him. That should be impossible. It should. I never realised I could want him more. But I do.

Neither of us were completely naked in the gondola. I’ve never actually been naked in front of a man before. But I’m not shy—he’s always made this easy for me. And he’sstunning. His lips curve as he sees me staring.

‘I forgot,’ he mutters. ‘You like to look. You didn’t really get the chance last time.’

He slowly strips the rest of his clothes for me. I’m so blown away by him all I can do is lie on his bed and stare.

He comes back to lean over me. ‘You know you can touch if you want.’

I lift my hands and run them over his body but that’s all I can do because he’s back between my legs—teasing me so I’m only able to arch my hips closer and it’s so erotic and so intimate I gasp.

‘Let me indulge you,’ he murmurs. ‘Surrender to me, Talia.’

The sensations are so intense. I moan. Loudly.

He suddenly lifts away, rising up to kiss my mouth. Thoroughly. I stare at him questioningly when he lifts away to look into my eyes.

‘Can’t wake Lukas,’ he murmurs in explanation. ‘Don’t want this interrupted before we’ve hardly begun.’

I’ve forgotten our son is sleeping in the room just down the hall—how terrible of me. He reads my mind and laughs again.

‘You’re allowed a little time for yourself,’ he says. ‘And you’re definitely allowed a lot of time forme.’

That mix of arrogance and confident sensuality melts me. He moves back down my body and laughs again when he tastes for himself the effect his words have had on me.

‘You’re so deliciously responsive, Talia.’

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