and then the column of her throat. It was his gaze alone that could get her heartbeat racing and her stomach clenching. She knew exactly what this man could do to her body if she let him, and it would be glorious. “A lot of things I would love to do to you, Viktoria. Things that would make you scream …” He grinned, adding, “But in a good way.”
“It’s always good.”
“With me.”
“With you,” she agreed.
His hand came up to rest against the low V on the neckline of her dress. His warm, calloused palm pressed against her chest overtop where her heart was thrumming hard. There was no hiding the fast beats, but she wasn’t sure if it was from fear or lust.
Both, probably.
She still felt scared with him.
And yet, she trusted him, too.
It was complex and addicting.
“Tell me something you did to him,” she murmured.
Pav wet his lips and his hand drifted higher. It came to rest at her throat, and his fingers curled tightly around the delicate column. It might have scared her any other time, but she couldn’t look away from his eyes, or the way the watched her.
So heady and wanting.
His eyes, she thought. They tell the truth. His eyes told her everything she needed to know, even when she wasn’t going to ask him to say it. There, she found what he wanted the most, and right then, he wanted her.
He wanted her bad.
And he was not going to hurt her to get it.
“I held him down with my hand just like this,” Pav said, his fingers squeezing just long enough to make her suck in a breath before he released, “and then he learned pain, Viktoria. He learned what his skin looked like when it was cut from his chest to his ankles in little ribbons. He bled and he screamed … and he understood what it meant to be hurt.”
The only thing she could think to say to that was, “Good.”
“Do you have what you wanted to know now?”
Viktoria nodded. “Yes.”
“Can I have what I want, then?”
She didn’t even need to ask what he wanted. She already knew. She could see it in the hungry way his gaze kept drinking her in, and how his hand at her throat kept tensing like he was holding himself back. His other hand was already slipping up the inside of her thigh, too. A tremor worked its way through her body—the promise of what was yet to come.
She loved the anticipation.
Only with him, though.
“You can take what you want,” she said.
Pav grinned. “You won’t regret that, babe.”
She didn’t doubt it.
Her heart thundered louder as he lowered down her body with the grace and slowness of a predator who had the prey in his sights. His hand left her throat, just to shove her skirt up around her thighs, exposing the thong she wore. Two of his fingers hooked around the gusset of her thong, brushing against her sex at the same time.
It was almost funny how her body reacted to just a touch. Or rather, his touch. Her stomach clenched, her eyes squeezed shut, and she felt like she couldn’t breathe. That anticipation was back, too.
“Watch.”
That had her looking at him again.
Fucking instantly, too.
She found him between her thighs, grinning up at her. He shot her a quick wink and then his face was buried between her thighs. He kept her thong pushed aside with one hand, while two fingers slid deep into her pussy. His tongue flattened against her clit and then started slashing at it. His dark groan—so thick and loud—sounded like approval to her ears.
There was nothing sexier than watching a man eat at your pussy like it was the last meal he was ever going to be fed. Like he was fucking starved, and her pussy was the greatest thing he’d ever tasted in his life.
His fingers worked her G-spot.
His tongue ravaged her clit.
It took no time at all for Viktoria to be shaking, crying out his name to the empty forest, as the orgasm swept through her senses. The next few moments were a blur of her pulling at him—undoing his pants and tugging them down until she had his cock freed to her grasp. She stroked him with a firm grip as he rested along her side on the ground. His hands found her face again, dragging her in for another breathless kiss.
He hooked her leg around his hip while she got him between her thighs. On her side, with