Page 34 of Risks of Temptation

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His Adam's apple bobs and the gray in eyes brightens. He scans my body. In a deep, commanding voice, he says, "Spin."

I obey with my body buzzing in anticipation, waiting for him to touch me.

Don't make him stop this time.

I take a deep breath.

"Are you ready, ma belle?"

I love that he's still calling me ma belle. He even put it in the note he left me. When I woke up and read it, I felt giddy. I folded the letter and tucked it in my pants pocket.

"Yes," I say, as confidently as I can.

He steps so close to me, I can feel the energy radiating off him. In small caresses, he applies the cream to my back. Heat and light pressure mix with the ache of my bruises. Instead of moving to the front of my body when he finishes, he moves his hands to my shoulders and massages me, digging his thumbs into two knots.

He puts his cheek next to mine. I close my eyes. Something hard grazes my back, making my sex throb. Limes and leather fill the air. "You smell so nice," I mumble. Mortified I admitted that out loud, my face burns hotter.

Why can't I control my mouth around him?

"You smell like peaches and coconut," he murmurs in my ear.

I take another deep breath. "Is that good or bad?"

"I shouldn't admit this, but it's driving me a little crazy."

Yes! That's good, right?

It has to be good.

Oh God! What do I do now?

Without thinking, I reach behind me and grasp his outer thighs.

He freezes.

I almost take my hands off him, but then he steps even closer.

"Should I take care of your stomach now, ma belle?"

I nod. "Mmhmm."

He slides his hand down my right arm, and tingles ignite under his fingers. He reaches into his pocket, gets more cream, then, like the previous night, works it into the sides of my waist, slowly sliding his hands to the front of my body.

Please go lower.

I would freak if he ever touched me there.

No, I wouldn't.

"Are you doing okay?" he asks, his hot breath hitting my neck.

What would it be like to have his mouth all over me?

I would lose my shit.

No, I wouldn't. Not with him.

I shudder but breathe, "Yeah."

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