Page 62 of Beautiful Revenge
I wasn’t kidding. Only one night with her would be torture and saying no to that is pure self-preservation.
When I finally let up, I don’t let go of her fine ass or fist full of hair. She opens those big, beautiful dark eyes I’m quickly becoming obsessed with.
“More than one night,” I demand, but while I’m at it, I decide to up the ante. “I feel it, and I know you do too. We explore this during your stay. While we explore, I’ll get to the bottom of your issues with the cocksucker. You’ll have all the answers you want, and he’ll pay for what he tried to do to you. Understood?”
Her eyes flare. “Until I leave the manor?”
I lift my chin to confirm. “You’re free to leave any time. But until then, you’re mine.”
She hesitates, but I don’t give in. I can’t. I want her too much.
“Are you always this...” Her words flicker like stars in the night air between us. “Contractual?”
I lean down to press my lips to her forehead this time and lower my voice. “I’ve never made a contract with a woman before. But that guy fucked you up. I can see it. That’s going to take some time to undo.”
Her eyes flare. “So many promises. You’re going to keep me safe and unfuck me in the process? A tall order, even for a former secret agent.”
A smile tugs at the corner of my lips. I press my still-hard dick into her again. “Let me rephrase to be very specific, Harlow. I plan to learn everything there is to know about you, inside and out. While I do that, there will be nounabout it. There will only be fucking. Do we have a deal?”
She pulls in a quick breath before taking twice as much time letting it out. “Will you make me two more promises?”
“I’ll move mountains for you.”
Her first stipulation isn’t a surprise. “Don’t try to control me.”
I shake my head. “I would never. You’ve proven to be uncontrollable in the best way.”
She relaxes in my hold a touch.
“What else?” I demand.
She pushes to her toes to kiss me this time. It’s not bruising or demanding or filled with lust.
It’s gentle.
Methodical.
Beautiful.
Just like her. In every way.
She gazes up at me through thick lashes. “Promise you’ll make me feel alive.”
I huff a breath and shake my head. “Baby, when I’m done with you, you won’t only feel alive—you’ll feel things you’ve never felt before.”
What I don’t tell her is I may never be done with her.
I feel her answer in a breath across my skin and in my cock. “Yes.”
My gaze searches her face. No wavering. Not an ounce of hesitation.
Hell, I’d say she wants it as much as I do, but there’s no way that could be possible.
“Yes,” I murmur against her lips.
I’m not sure how I got here, but this is happening. And I’ve never wanted anything more.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
