Page 39 of Bad Guys Need Love Too

“Tell me what you want,” he rasped.

She laid a hand on the center of his chest and raised a challenging brow at him. “Is that an order?”

He closed his eyes and cussed under his breath. “Please.”

Nowthatwas more like it. “I want you to watch me. I want your eyes on mine, got it?”

His eyes were a little glazed, but his gaze was hot enough to scorch her as he nodded his agreement.

“Good,” she murmured as she leaned down and wrapped her lips around his rock-hard cock.

In that moment, Lark knew what Ren must feel like all the time. To be so strong, so powerful, so…unbeholden to anyone. And he’d willingly—eagerly, even—had turned all that power over to her. It was intoxicating.

So was the heat of his skin, the taste of him on her tongue, the raw rasp of his breathing as he watched her work the length of him with her mouth and hand. When she sucked harder, hollowing out her cheeks, he choked out a harsh breath.

“Jesus Christ, Lark,” he muttered through clenched teeth. “You’re gonna kill me.”

She shivered at the pure, raw, animal need she heard in his voice as he helplessly thrust up into her mouth.

It was then she realized her control over him was a double-edged sword. The control she was so enjoying was also depriving her of his touch. And after having experienced how good he was with his tongue, she imagined his touch would be nothing short of blissful.

Just thinking about it made her clit ache so much it hurt. Reminded her of how empty and physically starved for attention she’d been over the past few years—and how long it had been since anything other than a silicone vibrator and her own fingers had been inside her.

She pulled back, licking her lips as she crawled up his body and…unlocked his cuffs.

If she lived to be a hundred, she’d never forget the feral, hungry, damn near lethal look he gave her. “Say it,” he hissed, jaw tighter than she’d ever seen it.

Lark swallowed hard. “I need you to fuck me. Now.”

She let out an involuntary squeal when he reversed their positions, flipping her onto her back, pinning her to the mattress with his superior weight and strength. “You’re going to need a safe word.”

In her mind, she did a little fist pump. About fucking time!

CHAPTER 18

“Idon’t need a safe word,” she said as confidently as she could muster, given how turned on she was. “You’d never hurt me.”

His eyes moved over her face. “You trust me?”

“More than I’ve ever trusted anyone in my life.”

She could see in his expression that her trust meant the world to him. But she could also see that he was hanging onto control by averythin thread. “Birth control?”

“I got an IUD six months ago. And I was tested for STUs when my doctor put it in. I don’t have any. You?”

He shook his head. “I haven’t had sex in…I don’t even remember how long. At least five years? I was tested before that.”

Well, it didn’t really get any safer than that. And for a guy who hadn’t gotten laid in five years, Lark was really impressed that he hadn’t come in her mouth during that blow job. “No condom necessary then.”

He let out a deep breath, followed by a string of curse words. “If I last two minutes inside you with nothing between us, it’ll be a miracle.”

That he could make her laugh when she was this turned on was the true miracle. “That’s OK. I have a feeling you’ll make it up to me.”

She gasped, then moaned, when he shifted his hips and slid into her in one smooth, long, hard thrust. “You bet your ass I will,” he growled.

Fuuuuccccckkkkk.

Heat. Hardness. Fullness. Heaven. That’s what it was. Nothing had ever felt as good as his cock inside her. And when she blurted that out in a pleasure haze, his response came in the form of hard, smooth thrusts that left her gasping for breath.

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