Page 302 of A Vicious Love

“Good,” I murmured against her skin. “Give me your throat, baby.”

I kissed it, then opened my mouth over that racing place and felt her breath shudder. Sienna, finally in my bed.

I kissed lower, down the side of her neck, letting my lips drag across. Her body arched slightly when I reached her collarbone.

“Sensitive,” I said.

Her fingers tightened in my hair. “A little.”

“A lot.”

She tried to laugh, but it broke into a breath when my tongue traced the delicate line of bone. Slow. Learning her. I had watched her for years without seeing her properly. Tonight I was done with blindness. I wanted every place that made her hands clutch at me.

I kissed across her collarbone, then down to the hollow between them, and her whole body melted under mine.

“My beautiful girl,” I said, voice rough.

Her breath hitched.

I lifted my head enough to see her face. “You don’t hear that enough.”

She looked away.

I caught her chin, gentle but firm. “No. Eyes here.”

Her gaze returned, shining.

“You are so fucking beautiful.”

Her mouth trembled. “You don’t have to⁠—”

“I do.” I brushed my thumb over her lower lip. “Because you need to hear it from me until the past dies.”

Her legs curled lightly around my hips again, asking without words for closeness.

I gave it to her.

My mouth moved lower. The towel fell away, and I finally saw her.

All of her.

My lungs stopped doing their simple job.

Sienna lay beneath me, breasts rising with each shaky breath. So devastatingly mine that the thought moved through my body with the force of an oath.

I had been a fool for three years. A criminally stupid, emotionally illiterate bastard with too much power and no understanding of what had been placed within reach. I touched her ribs first. My palm moved over her side, across the curve of her waist, then up again, slow enough to let her breathe through being seen.

She covered herself halfway on instinct.

I caught her wrist and kissed the inside. “Don’t hide from me.”

“I feel…”

“What?”

Her cheeks flushed deeper. “Exposed.”

“You are.” I kissed her wrist again. “You’re also safe.”