Page 71 of For the Gods' Sake

“That wasn’t a lie.” And then his mouth moved up to the space between the edge of my lip and my jaw. So, so close to where I really wanted him. A broken sound from my lips was the only indication that I’d heard him.

And then he said possibly the one thing that could release me from falling mercy to his touch. “I don’t lie to you.”

Fuck, I wanted to hold onto that so badly. Wanted to wrap it up and cherish it until I could be sure it was true.

I must have tensed because Adrian pulled back, looking me straight in the eye. Subjecting me to the dark storm in his eyes, making me confront the honest desire there. “I don’t lie to you,” he repeated, the words spoken like a promise.

And thenIsnapped, pulling his head down to mine. He let me have control for that one move, just until his lips descended on mine. In an honest, private kiss.

It was nothing like the first we’d shared, tinged with a layer of shock and performance. This was just for us. And Adrian made sure I could only remember that it was just us, keeping me so wrapped up in him I was convinced we were the only two people on the planet.

His tongue stroked against my lips, silently asking for entrance as his hands moved from my face, down my back, and around to my ass. The second I opened for him, he lifted me with ease, pressing me impossibly further into the wall.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he growled against mymouth. When I hesitated, only because I was too caught up in the feel of his tongue against mine, he said, “Come on, honey. You did just fine when you were on my back. Let me feel you like this.”

The soft coaxing, laced with an undercurrent of command, made me move. My feet lifted fully off the floor, my legs coming to brace high over his hips.

It felt dangerously good, to finally be fully wrapped around him like this. To feel the full weight of him pressed against me. And when his hips rolled forward and the hard length of him pressed right to my core, I gasped against his mouth. A sharp pulse of electricity shot up my center, stronger and more destructive than anything I’d ever felt.

My eyes flew open, my hand coming up to grab his face for purchase. Adrian’s own eyes opened, his stare holding mine in an intimate grasp. With our eyes locked, he rolled his hips against me again, pulling a moan from my throat.

“Reyna.” It sounded like he was almost threatening me, like he was chastising me for breaking his control so thoroughly that he’d lost his mind and gotten us here.

“Please,” I begged, unsure what for. We were in public. Anyone could round the corner and interrupt us. But this moment felt too raw, too real to let reason corrupt it.

Adrian’s head turned and dread pulsed through me. My head dropped to his neck. I couldn’t watch him set me down, to step away from me with regret on his perfect face.

I felt him move and I caught my pleading whimper at the last second. Except he wasn’t putting me down. His hands, still on my ass, pulled me solidly against him. Onstrong, quick legs, he walked us down the hall.

With his shoulder, he pushed open a door then closed it with the kick of his foot. He pushed me into it, taking my mouth again in a wicked kiss. I heard the door lock moments after one of his hands left my body and anticipation made my pulse skyrocket.

“I’m not fucking you for the first time when I can’t take my time,” Adrian said, the words a dark promise. I wasn’t sure what part to grab onto the hardest. The fact that he had plans to take me at all. Or the fact that he promised a long, drawn out process.

And because we seemed to have gotten here, to a place where pleasure was pulsing under my skin with a fervor I’d never experienced when his control was tested, I decided to push him a little more. “You sound awfully sure of yourself,” I teased, even though the jab carried little weight when it was spoken against his lips.

Adrian nipped at my bottom lip. “I’m going to wipe that teasing little grin right off your mouth.”

“You could try,” I said, dragging my tongue against the seam of his lips.

The tease did it’s job, because Adrian hauled me off the door and planted me on a counter. It was then that I opened my eyes and realized we were in a bathroom, a distant one that was dark, save for the glow of the candles outside under the door.

The material below me was hard and cold against my feverish skin.

I only had a second to take in my surroundings before Adrian’s mouth came down on mine again, his hands planted on either side of my hips. He swept me up in another deep kiss.

When my hands rose to try to grab his face, his owncame up and grabbed them, pining them down on the counter next to me.

I inhaled a quick, shocked breath. Adrian looked at me and something silent and dangerous passed between us.

If we talked about it, I wasn’t sure we’d leave this bathroom without breaking something.

I didn’t dare speak, to ask what I wanted so badly to know. To offer my control to him and see what he would do with it.

And Adrian didn’t say anything either, didn’t ask for me to give it to him. He just stared at me, breathing heavily. Then he sank slowly down to his knees.

“Adrian,” I gasped, pulling on my restrained hands. Ineededto touch him. Without looking, he moved my hands over to rest on one thigh, his large palm engulfing both my wrists and pining me down. His other hand went to the hem of my dress, trailing down to the slit exposing one of my legs.

He widened the slit, pushing it past my restrained hands and baring me completely to him.

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