Page 109 of Avenging Azalea

“In return, my heart is yours.” Titus rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip. “I’ll be anything you need, but you’re mine.”

There was a weight to what he’d said. A proclamation that if I went forward, he meant forever. His life was dangerous, I knew that more now than even a month ago. A life with him would be dark. I’d seen firsthand what his family could do. Yet, I’d never feared him, not for a second. The only question left was…could I tie myself to the chaos and death that came with a mafia family?

The answer was simple. Yes.

“Yes, I want you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Surviving is all I’ve known, and I’m sick of it. I want to live the life I choose, and I choose you.”

Dark desire burned in his eyes. It felt like he could singe holes through my body. If that was true…I welcomed it. I wanted him.

TITUS

My Little Bird had the soul of a saint and the lips of a sinner. I couldn’t get enough of the addictive blend. Cupping her face, I kissed her until we were panting hard and gasping for air. Giving myself over and letting go for once was a slice of heaven.

Fawn’s fingers rested on my chest, but I wanted to feel them roaming my body and her nails digging into my skin. Gripping the front of my dress shirt and giving it a hard tug, the two sides pulled open. Buttons pinged off the floor, and I loved the shocked expression in Fawn’s wide eyes as she looked around at the falling bits of plastic.

“Eyes on me,” I ordered, and her gaze flicked back up to mine.

A rosy blush spread across her cheeks. Fuck she was beautiful.

“Arms up.”

Fawn did as I said and lifted her arms straight up for me to pull her hoodie off. I tossed it aside and grabbed her hands. Pressing them against my pecs, the feel of her touch was as intoxicating as her heated stare.

I slid my fingers under the tank top she was wearing, and she sucked in a deep breath. Fawn’s nipples were hard and poking at the material. Even if I hadn’t been able to see the excitement in her eyes, her body told me everything.

A groan left my mouth as she splayed her fingers on my chest and began to explore. The hunger in her stare was enough to make me hard for days, but her touch had my cock straining in my pants. But first…she needed to come on my tongue.

My thumbs ran over her nipples, and she shivered, goosebumps rising on her soft skin. Fawn sucked in a ragged breath, and her head fell back as I rolled the delicate little buds between my fingers. I smirked.

“You like that, my Little Bird?”

“Yes.” Her voice was barely audible with a yearning that had me peeling the tank top over her head.

The first sight of her breasts brought out a growl from deep in my chest. I’d wanted to take things slow, but that thought was quickly evaporating. Fawn arched her back, and I took the invitation, sucking her pert nipple into my mouth.

“Oh god, Titus,” Fawn gasped, her breath quickening as my tongue flicked over the sensitive skin. Kissing a wet line from one breast to the other, I gave it equal attention and ate up how she wiggled in my grasp. Her body felt like an extension of my own. I could feel her desperation as she silently begged for more.

I sucked hard and thought she might fall to the ground when her nails dug into my arms to stay upright. Leaving her nipple, I kissed up to her lips and savored the softness that still held just a hint of strawberry.

“Sit for me.”

Fawn slowly sat on the edge of the bed. Her eyes traveled down my body and focused on the tent in my pants.

“Not yet,” I said, before she could touch me. If she did that, then all my tightly wound control would unravel. “Lie back and lift your ass.”

As she did what I asked, I gripped the edge of her pants and tugged them down over her hips. Need stormed through my body when I realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. Fuck me, she was incredible.

A flicker of shyness danced across Fawn’s face as she tried to close her legs, but I grabbed her thighs to keep them open. Her pussy was my sweetest and darkest fantasy come to life. What was left of the logical part of my brain switched off at the sight of her arousal.

“Touch yourself,” I ordered, my voice far deeper than normal.

“You want me to touch myself while you watch,” Fawn asked in disbelief.

Whether she was being forward like the other night or timid like she was now, I found her just as sexy.