She fucking loved it when I hurt her like this.

Almost as much as I fucking loved hurting her.

She pulled her hand away after a while, and I lessened my grip.

“Good girl,” I said, letting her nipple go and soothing away the pain with the smooth touch of my palm.

She squirmed on the bed, looking at me with hooded blue eyes.

“You are just so fucking perfect for me, aren’t you?” I asked.

She shook her head.

I nodded. “Yes,mi cariño. You are.”

I pulled up the shirt she wore, revealing a still-flat, pale belly, then a little further up, exposing more of her stomach and the bottom of her tits, then dark pebbled nipples. Finally, the shirt was high enough to rest on top of her collarbone.

I licked my lips as I took her in, then let my fingers play with the hem of her shorts. Her legs rubbed together and I started to slide her shorts down, along with her panties.

“Gabriel, wait—”

I paused and looked at her. “Are you telling me to stop?”

She didn’t say anything for a moment. Then she shook her head slightly.

I didn’t move. “Words, sweetheart. I need the words.”

“No,” she breathed out. “I’m not.”

“Fuck me. Do you have any idea how much I fucking missed this—missedyouduring those weeks in New York? Missed the taste of you. You’re going to let me taste you, won’t you, baby? Why don’t you be a good girl for me and spread your legs so I can see your glistening pussy?”

I slid the shorts and panties all the way down her legs and threw them on the ground. Her small, bare pussy called out to me.

Hell, but how was I going to last long when she looked like this?

Had my life not been so unpredictable and fucking chaotic, requiring I leave suddenly in the middle of the night, I would have made it a rule for her to sleep naked from now on.

But how I enjoyed taking the clothes off her.

I sat up in bed, hovering over her, and set my hands down on either side of her on the mattress, trapping her.

The wariness was still very much present in her eyes, especially since I was sure my own were dark with lust and hunger.

I wanted to devour this girl whole.

Until she was sure there was no one else for her but me.

Until she knew no one would ever have the pleasure of wrenching a mind-blowing orgasm from her save for me. Any fucker who saw her like this would be a dead fucker.

I grinned a little at the thought, and she shuddered.

“Stop looking like that,” she said.

“Like what?”

“Like you’re thinking about killing someone. It’s even more unnerving because you’re looking at me right now.”

I let out a low chuckle, lowering myself between her legs until we touched.