Page 225 of My French Love Affair

I can see it - the way her body betrays her, the way she’s already surrendering without saying a single word.

And then, her lips part.

Softly. Tentatively.

And she wraps them around my thumb.

Heat slams into me, sharp and unforgiving, and I know I’ve won.

She keeps her brown eyes on me, watching the way I react as she slowly,softly, sucks on my thumb, dragging her tongue over the pad of it.

My jaw locks. My breath stutters.

Becausefuck.

Her tongue flicks over the pad of my thumb, warm and slick and so fucking teasing, and I swear I almost lose it right then and there.

Her eyes stay on mine the whole time. Watching. Waiting.

Testing me.

She knows what she’s doing. She fuckingknows.

"That’s my girl."

The words of encouragement fall from my lips without my permission, rough and strained as my free hand curls into a tight fist at my side, every muscle in my body wound too tight.

But then she pulls back just slightly, her plump lips grazingover my skin as she smirks, all slow and wicked and looking far too pleased with herself.

Fuck that.

She might be playing, she might be pushing me, testing me, trying to see just how much power she has here -

But she’s about to find outexactlyhow little control she actually has.

So before she can speak, before she can doanything, I release my grip on her hair and grab her chin, forcing her to look at me, forcing her to stay exactly where I want her.

"Open."

A single word.

Low and uncompromising. A command, not a suggestion.

She stills, and I watch closely as her breath shudders and her thighs press together.

She hesitates for a beat longer -

And then,finally,she obeys.

Just like I knew she would.

Fuck- I’m hard as a rock already, and I’m determined to make her pay for it.

I force myself to breathe. To stay in control.

But it’s impossible when she’s looking at me like that - doe-eyes wide, pink lips soft and parted, kneeling before me like she was made for this, made forme.

A slow smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth, and I know that she’s still playing this damn game.

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