Page 223 of Inferno

“You both deserve that, heartbreaker,” he whispers as he presses his lips to mine.

As I go to return the kiss, he pulls back, holding my hands in one hand, the other trails along my face and down my chest.

“It’s our last night just the two of us,” he mutters, peppering kisses along my throat.

That sounds perfect. No more fighting and surviving, finally I can live and bring Isabella up the way she deserves. Safely and as part of a family. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for her.

“Hmm, mmm.” My eyes flutter closed and I tip my head back to give him better access to me.

As his hand slides south, I wiggle my hips and try to shimmy out of his grip.

“What. Are. You. Doing?” he growls.

Oh God.

As his fingers go under my panties, I freeze, and he stops.

“Words.”

“I’ve just come on my period,” I confess.

I was so pissed off when I went to the bathroom earlier, I’d completely lost track of my cycle. Talk about ruining the moment, I can feel his cock pressing against me, and I want it. So bad.

“And?” He smirks, dipping his hand lower.

I shake my head.

“It’ll make a mess.” I nod to the bright white sheets that we are lying on top of, and he chuckles, but his grip on my wrists tightens. He’s still careful not to hurt my scars there.

And that makes my heart pound. Knowing I am safe with this man in every way.

“Look, I can get you off if that’s what you need. We don’t have to waste tonight,” I tell him, and his eyes darken.

“You think I just want you to get me off? You don’t think your pleasure is as valuable as mine? Hmm? I get off on you getting off, sweetheart. This doesn’t work one way.”

My cheeks heat, and my pussy throbs for him.

“Spread your legs wider or you won’t come for the rest of the month.”

My mouth snaps shut and my legs open for him.

“Good girl.”

He lightly circles my clit and a moan escapes me.

“Look how responsive you are. Good fucking girl, baby.”

He runs his tongue up my throat, keeping a light pressure on my clit.

“What I need, more than anything, is to hear you scream my name while you come all over my fucking face.”

I let out a gasp at his filthy words, and he nips at my skin.

“Yes. You heard me right. Nothing can stop me from making my girl feel better. Not tonight, not ever.”

Before I can respond, he crashes his lips over mine and steals my breath away.

“Just relax,” he whispers, and I open my legs wider for him.

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