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“Is that another tip?” There was a twinkle in his eyes that was more friendly than fierce, but I wanted the monster back.
“Yes.”
My false confidence didn’t fool either of us, but it seemed to amuse him. He growled and, still gripping my chin, tugged my head to the side, exposing the length of my neck.
“Can I touch you here?”
I shrugged.
He placed an open-mouthed kiss to the side of my neck, sending currents of electricity careening down to my pulsating pussy. God, I just wanted to climb him and impale myself on his cock again. Forcing myself to slow down and enjoy his foreplay was a trial. We’d done it once, and I wanted it again, pronto. But I knew I should be grateful for a seduction. He trailed a finger down between my breasts to the bottom hem of my T-shirt. “How about here?”
I gnashed my teeth. “Everything but my hands.”
A wicked smile spread out across his cheeks. “Is that carte blanche consent?”
Yes! Do what you want with me, now!“You wish.”
“I can live with that.” He leaned in and kissed me again, harder this time. His tongue lapped at the opening, seeking mine and thrusting in.
More dominant thrusting was all I wanted.
He pulled away and quietly rumbled into my ear, “You can say no whenever you want me to stop.”
“No,” I breathed.
He hummed a warning sound. “Bad girl. Only when you mean it, monstre. Remember your safe word?”
“Frozen,” I whispered. But I wasn’t anywhere near frozen. I was overheating. About to combust.
He smirked, hooking a finger into the waistband of my leggings and tugging me against him. “I do like playing with brats…”
We crashed into each other like battling beasts. He curled his hand around my waist, cupped my ass, and crawled his other hand up my front to pinch a nipple. I moaned into his mouth, pressing against him, and lifted a leg to wrap around his waist.
Trading Ivan for Reaper was a dangerous game.
A niggling voice in the back of my head warned this was like consorting with the devil.
I should stop him.
But I hadn’t lived in years.
I was finally emancipated, so fuck that.
I leaned into the urge and let myself freefall into oblivion with him.
He slid his fingers over my leggings between my legs, and I threw my head back as he slid further until the heel of his palm rubbed against my aching nub, building tension and need into a frenzy.
He growled against my ear and clutched a handful of the fabric taut as if he were about to tear them off. My belly clenched because that would have been so hot, but I didn’t have anything else to get home in.
“Hold on there, Elsa,” I mumbled against his ear. “That’s a frosty path you’re headed down.”
His lips pulled taut in amusement, but he unfurled his fist and tugged my waistband down a smidge. “Warmer?”
“Seems cozy,” I whispered. He kissed me and then lowered down, sliding my leggings off, along with my shoes, which he placed to the side. The crisp breeze brought goosebumps up along my skin, but I didn’t mind the sensory contrast. It was intoxicating.
Like him.
He crushed me against the railing, cupping my jaw with both hands and dove in for another earth-shattering kiss. His erection pressed into my core, but I wanted more. I dry-humped his caged cock, pulling both legs up to wrap around him.
