Page 74 of The Cute Psycho

"Wow," I whisper.

The corners of his mouth curl up, and he wastes no time in picking me up off the blanket and taking me into his arms.

"What?"

"I brought you to the ocean to enjoy theocean," he says in my hair as he dashes toward the violent waves.

My arms tighten around his neck as he plunges us both in the cold water.

We go down as he fully submerges us in the water. My hands tighten around him, but he doesn't let go of me, not even for a second.

"What?" I ask, sputtering when we finally come back to the surface. The water is incredibly cold, and I suddenly start shivering. "Why would you do that?" I demand, scandalized.

Vlad has a wicked smile on his face, and it doesn't seem like the cold does much to his body. No, his skin is still incredibly warm as I huddle closer to him.

"I needed a cold shower," he retorts, and I can only stare at him open-mouthed.

"You mean..." I trail off, pointing to his lower half.

He tugs me closer until my front is flush against his, and I can feel the hard outline of him.

God, he's huge!

"How could you think I wasn't attracted to you when you look like hot sin?" His hand trails down my neck, his fingers brushing the sensitive skin. "I only need to glance at your fucking tits and all the blood rushes down to my cock," he rasps, his molten voice the fire I needed to keep warm in the water.

"Then let me help you," I whisper, my hands already going to the front fastening of my gown, untying the knot and slowly slipping the material from my body.

My breasts bounce free from the confines of the bodice, and Vlad's gaze is immediately fixated on my puckered nipples.

"It's cold," I quickly make the excuse, but he cuts me off, shaking his head as he stares at them reverently.

His hand slowly moves lower as he explores the valley of my breasts, his touch hot and exciting.

"Fuck me," he curses under his breath on a whistle. One hand sneaks behind my waist as he prompts me to wrap my legs around him, bringing that hard part of him in contact with my center.

A whimper escapes me at the sensation, and I can't help myself as I keep on rubbing against him.

"Damn it, Hell Girl, you're driving me crazy," he says, bending his head and giving one breast a long lick before wrapping his lips around my nipple, sucking it into his mouth.

The warmth of his mouth contrasts with my cold skin, the effect on my body sublime. He follows the contour of my breast, laying smallkisses on the scar right above my heart. At any other moment, I'd feel self-conscious of the many marks on my skin, but as he continues to worship my flesh like it's the eighth wonder of the world, I can't seem to muster the shame.

I tighten my legs around him, urging him on as I keep on grinding against him, his tongue doing marvels to my flesh. He takes turns between both breasts, sucking, teasing and licking.

"I could feast on you forever," he speaks, his hot breath making me gasp. Taking one bud between his teeth, he bites. Hard.

"Vlad," I half-moan, half yell as I feel a shot of lightning go straight to my core. "I'm so close," I barely manage to get the words out, but he seems to know exactly what I need as he continues to lavish the same type of attention on the other nipple, until I'm spasming in his arms. The cold of the water is promptly forgotten as I feel tingles spread through my entire body.

My body spent, my limbs almost numb, I barely realize when he's carrying me out of the water.

He lays me gently on the blanket, his eyes still hungry as he looks at my half-naked body.

Kneeling between my legs, he grabs me by the ankles, dragging me to him, his hands roaming up my calves.

"I'm glad you were hidden at Sacre Coeur until now," he admits, his voice gruff. I tilt my head to get a better look at him, his eyes glazed with desire as his fingers explore my body.

"Why?" I ask languidly, my senses still overwhelmed from the pleasure he'd wracked from my body earlier.

"Because you're for my eyes only." He uses one finger to lift the hem of my dress, pushing it over my thighs. I follow his movements closely, and just when I think I have his trajectory figured out, he surprises me by grabbing onto my dress with both hands and ripping it in the middle. The material falls away immediately, his strength amazing me once more.

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