Page 107 of Vicious Temptation

“Officer Braga, I want you to fuck me.”

I go still.

“Say that again.”

She drags her nails lightly over my scalp. “Officer Braga.”

Fuck.

“Say it again when I’m inside you.”

“Then get inside me.”

I kiss her hard and guide myself into her slowly. Her fingers find mine, and I lace them together, holding her hand against the couch.

I’m not even halfway in when she gasps against my shoulder, her entire body going rigid beneath me.

“Fuck…Thiago…wait.”

I stop immediately.

“I know.” I press my lips beneath her ear. “Breathe, baby. I’m not moving.”

Her fingers squeeze mine as she draws in a slow breath. I stay still, letting my lips travel along her throat until the tension in her thighs starts to ease and her grip on my hand loosens.

“Jesus, you’re fucking huge,” she mutters.

My mouth twitches against her skin. “You want me to stop?”

“No.” She carefully rolls her hips, taking a little more on her own. “Just give me a fucking minute.”

I laugh softly against her neck. “You’ve got it.”

She breathes through the movement, working herself farther down my length before pausing. Her nails press into my hand, but this time the tension leaves her faster.

I don’t move until she does.

Remi takes another inch, her thighs tightening around my waist. She exhales slowly, then turns her face toward mine and kisses me.

“More,” she murmurs against my mouth. “Give it to me.”

I press deeper. “Take it. It’s all yours.”

I’ve wanted to have this woman for so long, but wanting her and finally being inside her are two completely different things. Every time she moves beneath me, whatever control I thought I had over this gets harder to hold on to.

I’m already too far gone.

Remi breaks away. “Braga.”

There’s a warning in the way she says my name, but the smile on her lips tells a completely different story.

“What?”

“If you start being gentle with me now, I’m going to be really fucking disappointed.”

My hand slides up her throat as I drive into her harder, and her fingers clamp around mine with a sharp cry.

“Like that. God, just like that,” she breathes.