Page 147 of Toxic Temptation
Her breathing quickens. “Kovan.”
“Five seconds.”
“This is supposed to be casual?—”
“Four.”
“You can’t just order me around?—”
“Three.”
Her hands shake as she grabs the bottom of her shirt.
“Two.”
She yanks it over her head and throws it at me.
I catch it, letting my eyes roam over her body. She’s wearing a plain white bra, nothing fancy, but it doesn’t matter. She’s perfect.
“Kovan, wait?—”
I cross the distance between us in two strides, backing her against the window. My hands settle on her hips, thumbs stroking over the points of her hips.
“You want this to be meaningless?” I lean down, my mouth inches from her ear. “You want me to treat you like all the others?”
“Yes.”
“Liar.”
I drag the tip of one finger through her wetness. She crumbles against me, sucking in a gasp, her hands scrabbling for my shoulders to keep her from falling over.
“I can tell when you’re lying to me, Vesper. Your voice gets higher. Your hands shake.” I trace a finger along the edge of her bra. “Your nipples get hard.”
She closes her eyes. “Stop.”
“Stop what? Stop touching you?” I unhook her bra with one hand, letting it fall to the floor. “Stop making you feel good?”
“This isn’t what I wanted.”
“This isexactlywhat you wanted.” I palm her breast, brushing my thumb over her nipple. “You just don’t want to admit it.”
She arches into my touch. A soft moan escapes her lips.
“That’s it,” I murmur. “Stop thinking so fucking much.”
My mouth finds her neck, and I bite down gently. She whimpers, her nails digging into my shoulders. I start to drag down her body because I think I might fucking explode if I don’t taste her right now. But before I get far, she touches my face to stop me.
“I don’t… I need you to know that I don’t really enjoy…” She trails off, embarrassed.
“Enjoy what?”
“Oral sex. I mean, it’s fine, but I don’t really… you know.”
I pull back to look at her. “You don’t cum from it.”
Her face burns red. “It’s not a big deal. Not everyone does.”
“Baby, you’ve just been with amateurs.”
