Page 73 of Midnight Enemy

“Okay, well, maybe it’s a bit early to be talking about BDSM and stuff like that.”

“Are you, though? Have you had subs?”

“No.”

“But you are bossy.”

“That doesn’t mean I’m a Dom.”

“I’ve read Fifty Shades. You seem quite like Christian.”

“I’m really not. That’s not my thing. If I were to be a Dom, I’d be a soft one.”

“What does that mean?”

“Someone who’s into praise and reassurance and communication. And pleasure.”

“Isn’t all sex about pleasure?”

Her brown eyes are nearly black in the semi-darkness of the room. “For some people it’s more about the other person’s pleasure than their own.”

She doesn’t say anything, although her breasts rise and fall quickly with her fast breaths.

“I’m not a pillow princess,” she informs me.

I laugh again. “Okay.”

“I’m just saying, I don’t expect to lie there and be pleasured. I want to take part.”

“Noted.”

“Are you teasing me?”

“A little.” I kiss her. “You’re adorable.” Then I kiss her again, longer this time.

She murmurs something that ends up muffled against my lips, then wraps her arms around me and kisses me back.

We kiss for a long, long time. Gradually, she relaxes, sinking back into the cushions, while I move my lips across hers, gentle and sensual, pressing lightly from one corner of her mouth to the other. I trace thetip of my tongue across her bottom lip until her lips part, then slowly slide my tongue into her mouth, a sexy invasion, mirroring what I hope is going to happen elsewhere soon. A soft moan escapes her, and in response I growl deep in my throat, causing her to tighten her fingers on my back and dig her nails in.

I lift my head. “I think maybe we should move this to the bedroom.”

“I don’t mind staying here.”

“I want us both to be comfortable.” I push up, and I’m unable to stop myself wincing as a sharp pain tears through my shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” she says, sitting up, “I forgot about your injury. Is it sore?”

I get up off the sofa. “I’m fine.”

“Is your head okay?”

I don’t answer and extend a hand to help her up.

She ignores it, though. “You should take some painkillers.”

“Later.”

“No, now.”

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