Page 63 of Prince Charming

Her eyes darkened when Tag grudgingly drew back.

No mistaking now the arousal in her eyes. Her frenzied inhales quickened his own.

She amazed him, and it wasn’t often anything surprised Tag.

But it was there. Raw and hungry, pulsing between them.

A living entity of need.

Whatever she needed, whatever she wanted, he was more than willing to deliver.

Her fate was sealed.

She’d made him into a snarling animal. The only woman who could bring him to heel.

He was a full-fucking-grown-man, and yet he felt a snatch of nerves for what she witnessed him doing.

“Marianna, about what you saw…” he started. Hoping she wouldn’t see him now as a violent thug, having seen enough of that to last her a lifetime.

Her hand on his heaving chest stopped him dead.

The tone to come out of her lips was low and husky. The right amount of sexy to tempt Tag’s inner devil.

“I will collect my purse and coat and meet you outside by your truck, Tag.” She told him without breaking eye contact. He knew right away what she meant. He fuckingknew,but he wanted her to say it. His tongue flooded with the need to lick her dry. “I would very much like you to touch me as you said.” She added. Then she turned on her heel, walking away toward the office. Leaving Tag with a pounding dick and his eyes drooped to half-mast watching her.

It wasn’t a minute later he saw her waiting by his Raptor. Puffs of air so cold coming from her lips. His steps sped up and when he was close enough to touch, he cupped her cheeks.

Her eyes, so expressive, killed him.

“You sure about this?” He’d ask her again and again so they both know she was sure she wanted him, and it wasn’t some sense of obligation.

The ferocity of her tongue in his mouth said she desired him.

He could go slower if he had to.

But he wanted his hands and mouth on her in any way he could get.

“Yes, I want you to touch my heated body?Da.” She nodded with certainty.

Her new confidence gave him the biggest boner.

She would never be truly happy, not without her kids, but he could hopefully get Marianna to a place where she felt safe and wanted.

“I want my hands on you,” he stated, making it clear. “And my mouth.” When he skimmed his lips to her ear, she shivered as he told her, “anything else you want after that you can decide, darlin’.”

They weren’t down the road two minutes before he knew she was too far away across the cab for his liking.

Silent as an apparition. Most likely talking herself out of what they were gonna do.

“Get over here, Anna.”

“Over where?”

“Here. On my lap.”

She laughed, and he grew loose in his frame listening to the sound.

“Do you want me to crash, Anna?” He was serious, though he said it in a softer tone.

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