of her neck and squeezed until she stilled.
“Look at me.” She complied without thought. “It’s just you and me. I’ve got you.”
She mentally scoffed at the implication she was afraid. She’d seduced men. Women. She knew how to draw out a person’s pleasure and use it against them, bend them to her will.
But this was Kristof.
And she wasn’t that Addy with him.
“I’ve got you,” he repeated. “Just you and me.”
He leaned forward and guided her backward until she was pressed against the mattress. Pleasure awakened within her when he claimed her mouth in a soft kiss. She mentally cursed the bastard who’d hurt his mouth. His handsome face. Gentle was the only way they could kiss for now even though she wanted a carnal, no-holds-barred claiming. He licked and teased until she moaned her need. The slow, sensuous kiss calmed the nervousness in her stomach.
He pulled away and pulled her shirt above her head. Heat fanned beneath her skin as he kissed her neck and stroked along her ribcage. She arced upward when he kissed the swell of her breasts.
Cool air rushed across her skin when the bra disappeared.
“Beautiful,” he said. “I always knew you’d be even more beautiful than I imagined.”
He straddled her and cupped her breasts. “Just the perfect handful.”
Addy swallowed and looked up at him.
“Close your eyes, Addison. Feel. Relax.”
She closed her eyes. He flicked her achy nipples until they hardened into needy buds. Then he cupped her breasts and squeezed. Warmth enveloped one of the achy nubs. She threaded her fingers in his hair as he licked and sucked her tender flesh. Arousal arrowed to her pussy and quickened her pulse.
Too slow. She growled in frustration and tightened her thigh muscles. Flipping them over and taking control would be simple enough. How many times had she done that? The answer refused to come as she moved, forcing the shift in dynamics.
Kristof rumbled his disapproval and pinned her to the bed. Shock stilled her struggle. What had just happened? He loomed over her as he pinned her hands above her head. Intensity resonated within his gaze.
“You aren’t in charge tonight,” he whispered. He leaned down and nipped her neck, sending a jolt of awareness straight to her pussy. “I don’t want the seductress or the operative tonight. I want you.”
Tingles burst beneath her skin as he grazed her lips with his. Slow. Sweet. Need rippled through her as she followed his lead. Arms pinned above her head, she had no choice but complete surrender.
Trust.
The slow, hypnotic kiss stilled her thoughts until her worries sloughed away, as if she’d shed a skin. Her pretend self. The seductress. The chameleon.
A moan escaped her when he released her wrists and stroked a path down her arms and sides, then back up again. He cupped her breasts as he deepened the kiss. She thrust forward until he gripped her flesh tighter and squeezed, a physical reminder she wasn’t setting the pace.
Amusement drifted from him in a low laugh that rippled through her in a wave of heady anticipation. He grinned and kissed a trail down her throat. She ran her fingernails along his upper back and thrust herself against his hard body.
“Kristof,” she growled.
He kissed her achy nipple. “Patience.”
Her breath quickened when he kissed his way downward, across her abdominals and past her navel. The firm grip on her hips kept her pinned to the mattress. Then he tugged her pants and panties off and tossed them beside the bed. He stood and stripped the rest of his clothes off.
Magnificent.
Addy’s mouth dried as her gaze raked over his naked body. Bruising darkened his olive-toned skin. Cuts and abrasions marred his muscular torso. A small line of hair arrowed downward as if pointing the way to the delights that awaited her.
He returned to the bed before she’d finished her visual perusal but they’d have all night to explore one another.
“Spread your legs for me,” he ordered. “I bet you’re sweeter than honey.”
Fuck. Addy ran a hand through his hair, clenching it in her fist. Kristof paused, peering up at her. Desire filled his gaze. He stroked inward from her hips, then moved a hand downward and grazed her sex.
As if sensing the wariness that’d incited her reaction, his velvety voice fell against her mound as he leaned forward and kissed her there. “I want to taste you, sweet Addy.”
“I-I...” Fuck. What the hell was she doing?
“You don’t let anyone do this,” he guessed.
She shook her head. Warmth spread through her as she