Page 37 of Born a Queen

Then she realized what he was doing when he reached for her shoes and pulled them off one at a time, digging his thumbs into the arch of each foot and massaging gently. She moaned and flopped back on the bed, a rush of happy tingles running through her body and swirling in her stomach. Okay, this was heaven. A beautiful luxurious bed and a man at her feet giving her the best foot massage of her life. Okay, the only foot massage of her life, but whatever, a kidnap victim had to take what she could get.

When he finished, he stood, towering over her. She thought now he would leave, but he didn't. He reached down, took her hands and tugged her to her feet. She made a complaining sound which turned into a yelp when he reached for her jeans and undid the button. She tried to slap his hand away, but he pushed them aside and finished unzipping her jeans.

"What are you doing?" she asked, covering her lower belly with her hands.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he said calmly. “I want you to be comfortable. And you won't be comfortable in these clothes."

"I can take them off myself," she said, her voice high. She didn't want him to see her naked. She wasn't ready for that.

He hesitated and gave her a long look, then nodded his head. "It's probably for the best if you do. I finally have my woman in my home base, I'm not sure how well my control will hold."

She didn't know how to respond to that. She wrapped her arms around her chest and said, "Good night, Mateo."

Mateo took her hands, unfolding her arms and leaning in, pressing his lips hard against hers. His breath was a whisper across her skin as he said, "Good night, Raina."

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