Page 35 of A Twisted Arrangement

He breaks the kiss, moving to my neck. My toes curl, and a moan escapes my throat as he runs his tongue up my sensitive skin. He groans low in his throat and does it again, shooting shivers down my spine.

“I’m sweaty.”

I try to pull away with the last of my sanity, but his grip tightens, and he licks me again, this time delving his tongue into the nook of my collarbone.

He runs his teeth along the same path. “You’re delicious.”

“We’re in public,” I breathe out frantically.

He hums low, grabbing the gun from my hand and placing it out of reach. “I love that that’s your only resistance.”

Umm, no? I have a million reasons this isn’t a good idea. He’s playing some game with me I have to figure out before I get hurt?—

“Stop thinking so much.” He captures my lips, gripping my ass, and lifts me onto the counter, spreading my legs so he can stand between them. He’s supporting me with one hand banded around my back as he pushes one of my knees to the side until he can press the hard ridge of his cock against my core.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“You’re right.” He kisses my neck as if he said nothing.

My grip tightens on his shirt as disappointment curls in my stomach, an ache blooming in my chest. Of course he agrees. It’s always been him to push me away.

“Look at me.”

My eyes meet his, and he searches my gaze.

“Whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong.” He runs his nose along mine. “I want to be here.”

He grinds his hips against me, pressing his cock harder. “Feel that? If we keep going, I’m going to embarrass myself by coming in my pants again.”

I tilt my hips, creating the friction I need. His eyes close, and a shudder rolls through him. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

He makes me want to find out. Excitement mixed with nervousness tingles throughout my limbs. Whatever comes next, I’ll have never done it before. I should feel scared, but somehow, I feel safe in his hands.

“I’m going to make you come now, Scarlet.”

“What? Here?” My thighs try to pull together to release some of the tension, but he’s still holding them apart. Just his words make me want to beg. I shouldn’t be doing this.

“Okay—”

The words are not even out before he’s lowering my back to the cool counter. He leans down, kissing my stomach, circling my navel with his tongue as he slides my pants and underwearoff at the same time. A shiver rolls through me, and I swallow hard, every sensation new to me.

He moves back, eyes hot on my core, and cold embarrassment snaps me back to reality.

“I...I can’t.”

“Yes, you can, baby. Just breathe.” He lowers his face, breath fanning over my core.

I dig my fingers into his scalp and tug at him until he looks at me.

“I’ve never done this before.”

A satisfied smile curves his lips, and his already hungry look turns ravenous. “I know.”

He licks up my seam without looking away, taking his time.

It feels like sin, lust, and temptation all wrapped into one, and I want him to do it again.

He doesn’t need me to ask, descending his hot mouth on me. He tips my hips back, delving his tongue deep into my core, and I scream out a moan.

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