Page 108 of Torrid Passion
“Okay. What?”
I look her right in the eye when I say, “I want more, too.”
“I can’t believe you just said that.”
I stroke my thumb along her jawline. “Why not?”
“I was afraid of getting my hopes up.”
“Nah. You were worrying your pretty little head for no good reason.”
Taking her plush mouth with mine, I devour her lips in a searing kiss, erasing any doubts she might’ve had. She lets out a breathless groan that drives me wild. She tilts her head up, allowing me to deepen the kiss and she matches my fervor with as much passion. It's hot as all hell. Her hands grasp at my shirt as if she’s desperately trying not to fall into an abyss of pleasure.
“You robbed me of a week,” I murmur, my lips still lingering against hers.
“I didn’t mean to,” she pants.
“You know I can’t let that slide.”
“Are you going to punish me?”
I didn’t see that coming.
I narrow my gaze at her. “Naughty Kyla.”
She flashes me an angelic glance.
Little devil.
“You want me to punish you?”
If she just knew how far I could take this.
“What happens at Dark Compulsion anyways?” she counters my question with one of her own.
“You’re curious?”
“A bit.” A pause. “A lot.”
“This isn’t a playroom or a kinky room.”
“Oh. Okay. Next time, I guess.”
She looks disappointed.
I like that.
“I never said it couldn’t get dirty.”
If she doesn’t grin wide. “How dirty?”
“Last time, you said you’d be open to being watched.”
“You want people to watch us?” she shrieks.
“Yes and no.”
“Now I’m worried. What did you have in mind?”
