Page 103 of Vicious Temptation

I kiss her, swallowing the next sound she makes before breaking away to see her face.

“No.” My hand slides into her hair, holding her right where I want her. “I told you I wanted to watch.”

Her cheeks are flushed now, each breath coming short and uneven as she keeps her eyes on mine.

“I fucking hate you.”

“No, you don’t.”

She tries to laugh, but it catches halfway out when her movements falter and her arms tense behind her as the last of that stubborn control finally shatters.

I don’t look away. I watch her fall apart, the woman who has fought me from the moment we met shuddering against me as pleasure takes over.

I keep one hand at her waist while she catches her breath, taking in the flush covering her cheeks.

“Beautiful,” I murmur.

Her lashes lift.

“Shut up, Braga.”

I laugh and kiss her.

There’s my girl.

Twenty-Eight

Thiago

I’m nowhere near finished with her. Watching Remi lose herself for me only made me hungrier. I kiss her again, deeper this time, as my hands glide down her sides and hook beneath the elastic waistband of her bike shorts.

She realizes what I’m doing right as I pull.

“Thiago, wait!”

The warning in my name does absolutely nothing to stop me. I tear the waistband and drag the ruined fabric away, earning a look from her that promises violence later.

“Those were expensive.”

“Send me the bill.”

Remi’s glare barely lasts before I lift her from my lap and set her on the cushion. I wanted to watch her break for me, and she did. Now I want more.

Her breathing is still ragged when she whispers, “Uncuff me.”

I reach into my pocket for the key and unlock one, then the other.

“Put your hands on the back of the couch.”

She does as she’s told, reaching forward and curling her fingers over the top.

“Spread your thighs for me.”

Again, she slowly opens them for me, and I slide my hands down her legs as I lower myself to the floor between them.

And I just fucking stare.

Pink cheeks. Lips swollen from my kisses. Her chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath. Her torn clothes leave almost nothing hidden from me, and the sight of her sitting there with her thighs spread, pussy dripping through her panties, watching me like she’s waiting to see what comes next makes my cock fucking throb.