Page 48 of Twisted Wings


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“Max, why are you here?” I huff, throwing my arms out. “There’s no threat in here.”

“That’s where you’re wrong.” His smile morphs into a serious expression. I swallow as he approaches me, rooted in my spot, I’m not able to look away from the wolf himself. He lifts his hand and runs his thumb across my bottom lip, goosebumps blazon my skin. “You’re the threat. You always have been. My heart is in danger every time you’re near me,” he murmurs.

My lips part with a breathy exhale, heating his thumb. I hate how easy he can lift me up, because the fall is harder each time, but my body acts on its own accord when he touches me. His hand cups my neck and I lean into it, reveling in the warmth.

Enjoy it now, it’ll be gone soon. This is our dance and when the song is over, we always go our separate ways.

Our eyes catch and the indifference usually reflecting back, isn’t there. His confidence strikes a chord inside of me, like a record being scratched and something new plays. Something promising. Our song has changed, I just don’t know the lyrics yet.

I shiver as his fingers graze my arm. “You have three seconds to tell me to stop if you don’t want this.”

Fear mixes with desire. Three seconds. This isn’t a casual affair. This is Max. Does he know this will change everything between us? Is three seconds enough time to make that decision?

He lowers his face, dragging his lips across mine, kissing me lightly on the corner of my mouth.

“One,” he murmurs.

I close my eyes and focus on the trail of kisses he makes to my neck. Fear is drowned out by heat and anticipation. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his hard chest. It’s been so long since I’ve allowed my body to feel this way.

“Two.” The warmth from his breath sends goosebumps down my arms.

My pulse quickens against his lips. The questions fade away. Each touch sparks a new part of my body back to life until I’m fully charged. I want this.

I want him.

The muscles on his stomach tighten from my touch as I run my hands up to his chest. He pulls back so he can see my eyes. “Three,” he rasps. He waits a beat, maybe to see if I’ll change my mind, but when I don’t, he adds, “It’s about fucking time.” He slips his gun and holster from his hip and then scoops me up and I wrap my legs around him. Our lips meld together in a heated, no holds barred kiss. He demands control and I willingly give it to him.

Clothes go flying everywhere until there isn’t anything left to take off. Having Max stand naked in front of me, the epitome of strength and confidence, causes me to shrink back a bit out of modesty. His eyes narrow as he watches me react. I’ve never been uncomfortable in my skin until now.

“Get on your knees,” he demands, his hand cupping the back of my neck. The memory of last week flashes through my mind. I might have been drunk, but the rejection stings nonetheless. The desire to make him happy courses through my veins, but I pause. His brow raises as he assesses me. “I don’t ask twice, Tink.”

“I… um…” I bite my lip and drop my gaze, staring at my cotton candy pink nail polish on my toes. Shivers run down my spine from the hotel air on my naked body. Max raises my chin until our eyes lock.

“What’s wrong?”

I blow out a shaky breath. “Are you going to walk away again, if I do?”

His lip twitches as he nods in silent understanding. “Are you drunk?”

“No.”

“Can you leave here on your own free will?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’m not going anywhere.” A simple, yet demanding kiss, reassures me. “You’re beautiful, Sydney. Never question that. Especially with me because I think you’re the sexiest woman alive.” His fingers scrape up my arm and I watch them until they wrap around my heavy breast. Bending over, he takes the other one in his mouth and playfully bites my nipple before straightening back up. He pulls in a deep breath, releasing it with a growl. “Now, get on your knees before I lose the small amount of control I have.”

Hearing him say he’s losing control around me builds my confidence back up. I’m sure there are few people in this world that can make a man like Max Shaw lose control.

And I’m one of them.

I drop to my knees. My eyes widen when his cock is right in front of me. I remember feeling how big he was, but holy shit, I never saw it. And I didn’t think it was this big. How the hell did he fit inside me?

“I know it’s impressive, but are you going to stare at it all night? Have you never…” His voice trails off, raking his hand through my hair.

A slow smile tugs on my lip as I glance up. “Do you really want me to answer that?” I wrap my hand around him and glide along the velvety length.

He growls. “Fuck. No.” That’s what I thought.

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