Page 53 of Twisted Legacy

“Wolfe?”

“You’ve been a naughty girl, sweetness.”

She stiffens again, then tries to play it off. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I haven’t been fighting.”

“Oh, Iknow. I was talking about your little field trip.” I push my nose into the crook of her neck, tonguing her pulse. “You taste like the beach.” Thea doesn’t play coy or shy. She grinds her ass against me, prepared to tease me as much as I’m teasing her. “And you feel like sin.” I loosen my hold on her. “How are you feeling?”

“Heated. Flushed. But this is good.”

I chuckle, knowing where her mind is. “I meant your injuries.”

“They’re fine.”

I give her hips a gentle squeeze. Pulling her against my growing erection. “Now, why does that sound like a lie from those decadent lips?”

“It’s not a lie. I’m fine, but if you’re asking so you can make me do some arm rotations or stretches to prove it to you, I’ll pass.”

“It’s not about proving anything. It’s about being mindful of your body. At this moment, I’m not your coach or trainer. I’m asking because I want to know just how hard I can fuck you without compromising your recovery.”

Her gasp doesn’t go unnoticed. I pepper kisses along her neck and pull the lobe of her ear between my teeth, slowly grinding against her. She may not care about how she’s healing while she’s out here playing real life grand theft auto, but I do. As hard as I am. As much as I want to slam into her wet heat over and over again and forget about everything for a little while, I don’t want to hurt her.

“You remember how physical we got that night, don’t you, sweetness?”

“Mmm.”

“That’s my default setting, so I need to know if I have to throttle back. Now give me the truth.”

“My shoulder is a little sore, so no um. No direct pressure.”

“And?”

“And my wrist is stiff.”

“Probably stiffer since you were riding on one wheel for half the alley.”

“You saw that?”

“Yes, sweetness. I saw that. You looked so fucking hot with that machine between your thighs. But we both know you’ll look much hotter with my cock between them.” I spin her in my arms. Suddenly desperate to taste her. “Kiss me like you missed me, LaReaux.”

“Missed you?” She snorts. “I see you in class and all I can think about is bashing your face in.”

“You mean in the class where I have to pretend like you irritate me?”

Shaking her head, she says, “I wasn’t aware it was an act.Everyoneirritates you.”

“True, but you irritate me less than others.” I tap my lips. “Come on, sweetness, kiss.”

Thea’s hard and soft. She likes her independence, and is used to taking care of herself, but in the weeks we were in Palisade Shores I saw how readily she melts with affection. I loved those nights in bed when she was soft in my arms. She’ll never admit it, but I’m willing to bet she likes being kissed on these lips as much as those juicy ones between her thighs.

She presses her mouth to mine, in little nibbles. I let her feel out the kiss. Let her settle into it, and when the last vestiges of hesitancy evaporate, I deepen it. Gently nipping at her lips until she opens enough to allow me to slip my tongue inside.

Her reaction is immediate. Visceral. She grips my shirt, pulling me closer, moaning into my mouth. I suck on her tongue, my hands drop lower to grip her ass. She jumps up and wraps her legs around my waist, rocking back and forth. God, it feels good, but if I don’t control myself, controlthis, I’ll end up fucking her in these woods, and there are still too many people out.

I end the kiss and slowly lower her to the ground and set her away from me.

“Don’t be a cunt tease, Wolfe.”

I drop my voice, letting the words rumble through my chest. “I’m delaying, sweetness. As soon as you prove you’re committed to your recovery,nothingwill stop me from dragging that sweet pussy across my dick.”

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