Page 118 of For the Gods' Sake

“Changing my mind wasn’t enough?”

I shook my head, sliding my hand up and over one of her breasts, skating right over her nipple instead of paying it the attention I knew she begged for. And sure enough, a needy whimper left her throat.

Too bad.

I moved my hand back down, repeating the torture before coming around to the curve of her lower back and planting my hand firmly over the top of her ass. “On the bed, honey. Face down.” I kept the bed on a well-built, raised frame. Enough that it came right above the hinge of Reyna’s hips.

Reyna hesitated, eyes flashing with confusion for just a second.

“What?” I asked, eyes dropping pointedly to her lips, where her breaths were falling out in short pants. She was bleeding desire. “You don’t like giving up controlanymore?”

I knew that wasn’t true. But I needed to hear her say it.

“I didn’t say that,” Reyna breathed, her chin straining towards me like she was begging for a kiss. Even though it wasn’t an outright admission, I rewarded her with a deep pull from her lips, sliding my tongue against hers for one torturous moment, then stopping.

That wasn’t how this was going to go.

“On the bed,” I repeated.

This time, Reyna listened, folding herself over my bed obediently. But not without jutting her ass out and pressing pointedly into the erection straining my pants. Always testing me.

Once she was settled, I dropped to my knees, gathering the soft fabric of her dress. She started to squirm, and I folded my hand over her calf. “Stay still, or I stop.”

Reyna’s body went stone still.

I resumed my work, pulling her dress over her legs and her ass, then bunching it over her hips. And fucking hell, she was still in lingerie.

I had barely kept a grip on my control for any minute of that night at the Romulus Gala, but when I saw what she wore underallof her clothing, I almost lost my damn mind.

I was feeling no more sane now, with my blood pumping through my veins with hot, urgent fury. Unable to resist the temptation, I ran two hands over her ass, squeezing roughly.

And stopping just when she started to fight against her impulse to lean into my touch.

Good, she was learning.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I said, the praise falling easily from my lips.Thatmade Reyna squirm. I let it slide, only because it gave me the leverage to work her dress up and over her shoulders, tossing it towards my closet.

It would become hers soon enough, if I had anything to say about it.

My gaze fell to her bare back, to the smooth curve of her tanned skin and scattered, dark freckles over her skin. I devoured every inch, even though I’d already committed it to memory, while I ripped off my shirt and quickly discarded the rest of my clothing.

Reyna’s breathing was coming in quicker pants, and her neck strained to see what I was doing. Her eyes zeroed in on my hard length, and when I stroked myself once, her eyes went wide. “Do I really have to keep still?”

Fuck, even when I was damn near out of my mind with lust, she could still make me laugh. I reached down and gave her two quick pats on her ass. “Stand.”

Reyna scrambled off the bed like it was on fire, twisting to try and face me. Before she could, I planted both hands on her hips and yanked her against me. A low groan sounded from my throat when our bodies connected, the sensation of her skin on my erection threatening to distract me.

Reyna’s pleading little moan reminded me to stay focused. Repeating the same torture I’d given her while clothed, I dragged my hands over her skin, pointedly avoiding the spots she wanted me to touch.

After a moment, and an insistent little wiggle of her hips, I decided to be nice. I moved my hand down, sliding right over her center. Reyna jerked forward roughly, leaning hard into my touch and chasing relief.

I worked my fingers over her clit in slow, light circles, just enough for a long moan to pour from her throat and her hand to clamp down roughly on my forearm. Right when I felt her hips start to move on their own accord, I pulled away. Returning to the demure, slow massage of her body.

Reyna’s head fell back against my shoulders, relishing in it.

“You like that?” I asked, the words low against her ear.

Reyna nodded rapidly. “You know I do.” As a reward, I moved my fingers back down to her clit to continue working her. “But I want more. I want to feel you.”

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