Page 48 of The Devil and the Dancer
“You said an exclusive and permanent relationship?”
“Yes.”
“Agreed. Though we’re going to have to wait on just how permanent, if you know what I mean. That’s a big decision, and I’m definitely not there yet.”
He locked eyes with her. “Understood.”
Gavin bent over and lifted her knee up. He kissed the inside, laving his tongue up her thigh.
Chloe forced the words through lips that only wanted to moan. “And I want you to bite me.”
Gavin froze. “Say that again?”
“I want you to bite me. I’ve been wanting you to bite me for months. Yes, it makes me question my sanity a little, but I’m just going with it. Bite me and drink from me.”
He let her leg drop and moved up her body. He pressed his lips to hers in a whisper-soft kiss. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “It doesn’t hurt, right?”
“Not even a little.” The corner of his mouth turned up. “Maybe a bit if you want it. Like a love bite. I’d quite like you to turn your teeth on me.”
“Really?”
“Oh yes.” He reached down and teased the soft flesh between her thighs. “Where do you want me to bite you?”
Her cheeks flushed. “Down there.”
His fingers teased the inside of her thigh. “Here?”
Chloe’s pulse was a stampede. She nodded.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. But take your clothes off.”
Gavin stood quickly and stripped off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. “This is why kilts are superior to all other clothes.”
“Easy access?”
He shoved his jeans and boxers down. “Exactly.”
Chloe’s mouth went dry. “Hi, there.”
Gavin smiled and looked around the wooden floor of the practice room. “Here?”
“I’m not picky.”
Gavin knelt down and scooped her up. “I am.”
Chloe didn’t like to be carted around by anyone who wasn’t a professional, but she supposed Gavin had privileges. He carried her out of the practice room and down the hall to his own chamber. Then he tossed her on a rumpled bed.
She looked around. “This is your room.”
“Yes.” He crawled on top of her and teased apart the buttons on her blouse. “It is.”
“You let me in your room.”
“Yes.” His face turned serious. “I let you into my heart, Chloe Reardon. A bedroom is hardly that extraordinary.”
