Page 18 of Malice

“I know.” She stretched her neck and gave him a quick peck of a kiss on the cheek above the line of his beard while smoothing her hands up along his chest and flicking his nipples through the soft cotton t-shirt he wore.

Corey captured her hands and pinned them, one to each of her spread legs where he stood between her knees.

“Let me get this out. You keep distracting me and I won’t say what I need to say.”

Bonnie fought the urge to grin at the idea that her kiss, her touch, could distract him enough that he would forget what he needed to say. Instead, she nodded and did her best to keep a sober expression on her face as she watched him and waited to hear what he felt was so important.

He scowled, letting her know he saw what she was doing and wasn’t amused, but he kept her hands pinned to her thighs.

“You’re in charge here. You say no. Everything stops. Everything. Either way you’re welcome to stay until we figure out what’s going on with that fuckwad and can make sure you’re safe. I don’t want you to feel like you have to go back into a dangerous situation because you don’t want to sleep with me. While I have my moments, I’m not that much of an asshole.” He met her gaze for several seconds.

Bonnie didn’t know if he was waiting for a response, so she sat quietly, waiting to see if there was more.

“I want you. I’m not going to deny it, but I also won’t force you or even ask again if you say no. If you say no now, then change your mind, that’s okay, but you’ll have to tell me. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, you understand or yes you want more?” His gaze never left hers. “I need to hear you say it, sweetness.”

She lifted one hand to cup his cheek, enjoying the way his well-trimmed beard tickled the palm of her hand. “Both.”

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Malicecouldn’thaveexplainedthe bolt of excitement that shot through him as she uttered that single word.

“Good.” He didn’t wait for her to say anything else but leaned in and kissed her again. Her taste went straight to his head, then detoured to his cock, making him harder than he could remember being in longer than he cared to think about.

Bonnie’s hands slid up his torso to tease his nipples again. His hands had been resting on her thighs, where he’d been holding her hands still while he spoke, but slowly slid them up her legs, then up over her belly. Without trying, they slid under her shirt. He thought about stopping, waiting until she gave him permission, but she was arching into him, so he continued.

Their tongues tangled and his hands reached the underside of her breasts, the lace of her bra rough against his fingertips. He couldn’t help but tease the sensitive tips a moment before cupping and squeezing gently on her breasts. She groaned into the kiss.

“Was that good or bad? Tell me what you like,” he said, breaking the kiss.

“Good. All of it. I like everything so far.” Her voice had gone breathy and husky.

Malice liked knowing he’d done that.

“Good. Let me know if there’s anything you don’t like. I want to know all of it.” He trailed kisses, licks, and small nips with his teeth along her jaw and down her neck while his hands continued to tease and toy with her breasts.

She angled her neck to give him better access. Malice loved that she was so open, so obvious in that she liked what he did to her and that she wanted more. He moved his lips along the curve of her shoulder until her shirt got in the way, then he lifted it off. She raised her arms to help him without a word. He dropped her shirt on the counter beside her, then turned his attention back to the feast right in front of him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, using one fingertip to circle the top of her breast and watching the nipple harden and peak through the lace of her bra. “I can’t wait to taste these.”

“Me either.” Her bra loosened and she let it fall off her shoulders before slipping it off. He thought she might have dropped it on top of her shirt, but he couldn’t be sure because he had a hard time looking away from the smooth creamy skin she’d just revealed for him.

Unable to resist any longer, Malice dipped his head and pulled one taut nipple into his mouth, sucking hard for a moment before flicking the tip with his tongue.

“Ohmygod,” Bonnie said, her back arching, pressing her breasts closer to him.

He used one hand to cup and tease the other breast, then pulled away, releasing her nipple with a soft pop before moving over to give her other breast the same attention. This time, after a moment, he pulled away and rubbed the scruff of his beard against the sensitive tip for a moment before sucking it back into his mouth to sooth away any sting.

“Oh, oh, oh.” Her body arched and tensed, she let her head fall back as a shudder passed through her, her fingers curling into his muscles as all the sensations pushed her over the edge into orgasm.

Malice continued to tease her nipples, wondering if he kept it up would she keep coming. He didn’t know how long it lasted, but it seemed to go on for nearly a full minute. When she relaxed, she leaned against him a moment, then combed her fingers through his hair.

“I’ve never come like that before.”

“Like that how?” He knew she couldn’t mean that she’d never come. She was too old for that, even if she was a virgin and from what she’d said about that fucker harassing her, he didn’t think she was a virgin, surely she’d managed to get herself off at least once.

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