Page 91 of The Villain

My head shifts to see him by the soft glow of the keyboard. His head is on the same pillow with me, so close our noses brush when I move.

“How erotic,” I huff quietly. “Go back to sleep. I’m good.”

“You go back to sleep,” he grumbles and throws an arm over my hips.

I don’t have the heart to tell him I won’t be able to. Instead, I look at the ceiling and run my hand over his arm, mind wandering. I can run on very little sleep. Not happily, but it’s doable. He needs more rest. It’s so dark in here without windows I can’t tell what time it is.

I have a lot to do today. I should drag Shade with me and lock him in the new house to keep forever.

“You aren’t sleeping,” he sounds more awake now.

“Shh. Go back to sleep,” I mutter back distractedly.

“We’re both wide awake, fuck sleep,” he snaps and rolls on top of me.

I open my legs to welcome him naturally, as if we’ve done this a million times and I’m familiar with the move. My arms go around his shoulders as he presses against me, my body warming beneath his.

“Good morning,” I whisper with a grin.

“Not good yet,” he mutters back and gives me a gentle kiss that lingers.

I return it and he pauses, leaving his lips against mine to give me another one. We exchange more in a way that’s slowly melting me inside. My heart does that painful, pleasurable squeeze.

His tongue licks across my lower lip, asking permission and I meet him eagerly. His mouth is just as addicting as the rest of him.

The kisses get more drugging and his hand slides under my shirt to push the material up. I don’t try to stop him as I rock my core over him. He’s back to that painful hardness that he had last night. I want him to ache as badly as I do. I wrap my legs around his hips, opening myself more as I move under him.

He gives me a low moan and begins to move with me. Heat surrounds my breast. He squeezes the mound and drags a fingertip over my nipple. I can barely see him from the glow of his keyboard.

He finishes pushing my top up, uncovering me without removing it and looks down, taking everything in with a patience that seems almost reverent. I’ve never had someone look at me like he does. Never. His eyes worship me like I’m his God.

I take the back of his neck in my hand to pull him down into another lush kiss. The other slides under his shirt to dig my fingertips into the taught muscles there.

“Evie,” he groans my name and his movements get rougher as he pants against my lips.

“You feel so perfect, Shade,” I pant back.

His tongue slides along mine and his fingers slip beneath my pants at the hip to begin drawing them down so he can have free access to skin. I loosen my legs, lifting my hips to help.

His phone starts ringing.

We both freeze.

He starts chanting fuck under his breath and breathing hard.

“Is it important?” I grit out, trying to pull him back down.

“It’s Tera’s ring tone,” he grunts as my core presses against him with my frustration.

At his words, I loosen my hold.

“Answer it,” I try to get my breathing calmer so I’m less loud.

“Fuck,” he snaps and blindly reaches out for the phone. There’s a clatter as he curses. I can see his clenched jaw and furious eyes clearly as he answers. “What?”

I hear Tera’s happy voice on the other side of the phone call. If she’s happy she’s not in any trouble. Which means I can play.

He’s propped up on one elbow so I slide his shirt up to touch him as reverently as he did me.

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