to me.”
He captures my face between his. “You have no idea how much your words mean to me, my love. No idea.”
His lips meet mine for a kiss that’s tender at first, but like always when we’re together, we’re unable to take things slow. When his tongue darts in my mouth, possessive and demanding, I have no choice but to match the intensity. Saxon grabs a fistful of my hair, tilting my head to the side to deepen the kiss. My arms go around his back, and as my fingers brush against his bandage, I’m reminded that he still has a hole in his chest that needs healing. Reluctantly, I pull back.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He keeps me trapped in his arms.
“You’re recovering. Let me take care of you.”
I manage to break free from him, but only because he lets me. With our hands linked together, I steer him to my bedroom, bringing him to my bed. He sits on the edge of the mattress after I nudge him with a light shove.
“What are you doing, little witch?”
“You’re hurt, so today, I’m doing all the loving.” I smile.
The red in his eyes shines brighter. “Oh, I like that.”
It’s almost impossible not to combust while blasted by his intense stare. I think that even with my tan complexion, he can see the blush. But I’m determined to not mess this up. Recreating one of my favorite movie scenes, I unhook my bra, then work the straps while I’m still wearing my oversized top. Once free of the undergarment, I lob it toward Saxon, who grabs it with a deft hand.
“Is slow torture part of your loving?” he asks in a husky voice.
“What?” I fake innocence. “I’m just getting more comfortable for bed.”
I take off my pants next, and then my underwear. All my most enticing bits are still covered by the oversized top, but at this point, Saxon’s face is already beet red, and his hands are holding the bedcovers in a merciless twist. “Fuck me.”
I sashay toward him slowly, which is much harder than I expected. The bond is pulling me to him, stronger than ever, demanding that I throw myself into his arms. With my fingers, I trace his forehead, then the angles of his cheeks, following along the line of his sharp jaw. “You’re the most beautiful male I’ve ever seen.”
He grabs my shirt and pulls me closer, while his other hand disappears underneath the fabric. “And you’re the sexiest, most tempting witch I’ve ever met.”
Sneakily, he reaches over my pussy, and using his thumb, he swipes over my throbbing clit.
“Sax, I’m the one who’s supposed to be in control here,” I breathe out.
“You are in control. I’m at your mercy,” he replies with a devilish smile before he swipes my clit again, quickly turning me into putty in his hands.
I jump back from his wicked ministrations, dancing away when he tries to capture me again.
“Hey!” he complains.
Wiggling my finger, I say, “No. You’re not going to do that to me. I told you that I’m the one taking charge today. And the first order of business is to get you out of those jeans.”
He arches his eyebrows, fighting a grin. “You want these gone? All right then.” He stands up, and moving too fast for my human eyes to register, he yanks his pants off, throwing them to the side torn in two pieces. All that’s left are his boxer briefs.
“Now it’s your turn. I want to see those gorgeous tits of yours.”
With a shake of my head, I say, “Not so fast, love. There’s something I want to do first.”
I walk over, and then push him back on the mattress. Keeping our gazes locked, I drop onto my knees, and pull down the last barrier between me and his erection.
Saxon hisses when I curl my fingers around his shaft. Without breaking eye contact, I lick his head, and the moan that leaves his parted lips is the most amazing sound ever. He threads his fingers through my hair, giving me tingles not only where he’s touching me, but everywhere. Not wanting to wait a second longer, I suck his cock into my mouth until the tip hits the back of my throat.
“Oh my God, Rora.”
I take my time licking and sucking, loving every hiss, every grunt and moan that escapes his lips. He’s getting bigger and harder, and I’m more than ready to make him explode in my mouth, but he grabs me by