Page 132 of Wicked Sin

“First time for everything. Apparently, I can follow a recipe.”

“You’re very good at following instructions,” I agree.

Her eyes spark. “Am I?”

“No.”

She groans and swipes at me. I catch her and spin her around, pinning her to the counter so I can mock frisk her. “But I like it when you struggle.”

“Mmm.”

“It’s been a long couple of weeks.” I skate my fingers down her sides, making her shiver. We’ve made love a lot, but always gentle. Always careful.

“It has.”

“If you’re feeling up to it—”

She shudders. “Yes.”

“You don’t even know what I’m offering.”

“Yes to all of it.”

“Ball gag?”

“Deal.”

I laugh. “Do you have one?”

“Improvise with my panties.”

Fuck, that’s hot. “Do you need a distraction tonight?”

She nods. “Yes.”

“A big one?”

She inhales shakily. “Is that a cock joke?”

“I would never joke about how big my dick is, baby. That’s super serious conversation right there.”

“Of course.” She twists in my arms, turning around to look at me. “Yes, I want a big distraction tonight. Don’t be gentle with me. I’m healed up now.”

“Okay. I’m going to put the cookies away. You go get ready for bed and I’ll join you in a minute.”

When I get to the bedroom, I find her stretched out on her side, naked.

Looking at me.

There’s something feral in her eyes, like a challenge I want to rise up to meet. A matching heat sparks to life inside me. I can be a tiger for her. A lion.

I prowl across the room and pounce as she rolls away, landing on top of her, my legs and arms bracing on either side of her trembling body.

“Tell me,” I growl. “Tell me what you want.”

“Hold me down,” she whispers, rocking beneath me.

I take her wrists in my fingers and pin her to the bed.

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