Approval flared in his eyes. “Good.”

“And my grandmother wants you to come to dinner one night during the week.”

A smile touched his lips. “I’m free any night. You tell me which one and I’ll be there.”

I wasn’t sure what I’d expected, but it wasn’t the easiness of his reply. I still couldn’t work out if he was a player or not. His smooth manner made me think he was, but everything else about him made me feel like he was chasing me for more than sex.

I decided to be completely upfront with my thoughts. “Are you just after sex here? I mean, if you are, I’m on board with that, but I’d rather know going in what this is rather than thinking it could be more when that’s not what you’re thinking.”

He smiled harder and leant forward so he could kiss me. His lips on mine blazed a line of hunger along my skin. I wanted more. And he didn’t disappoint.

Parting my lips, he deepened the kiss, his tongue searching for mine. He took my face in his hands, and his body slid across the lounge towards mine until we were touching.

I wanted to crawl into his lap and never let him end this kiss.

I wanted to rip his shirt off and put my hands all over his body.

God, I wanted to do so many dirty things to him—things I’d never done to another man, but had dreamt of.

“Darlin’,” he rasped, pulling his mouth from mine, which made me want to cry out my disappointment. “We need to stop this now or else I’m not gonna be able to stop. I’d happily fuck you on this lounge if it’s what you wanted, but I doubt it is.”

I took hold of his face. “I need your lips on mine for at least another five minutes, and if you can’t control yourself, that’s on you.” My words came out on a huff of bossy breathlessness, because that was what a kiss from Devil did to me. I could only imagine what sleeping with him would do. Hell, he might cause me to stop breathing all together.

His eyes widened a fraction before he grinned. “Jesus, you’re something else, woman.”

And then he gave me what I wanted.

And I knew what his answer would be about whether this was just sex or not.

This was never going to just be about sex.

“Your pussy tastes sweeter than I imagined,” Devil said as he moved his way up my body, pressing kisses to as much of my skin as he could along the way.

After just over an hour at Flirt, driving each other crazy for sex, he’d leant over and growled in my ear, “I’m done, here. I want you on the back of my bike, and then I want you on your back. And don’t think for a second that you’ll be leaving my place before tomorrow.”

I hadn’t argued, because what woman would ever disagree with a man like Devil when he took charge like that?

Meeting his gaze as his face came closer to mine, I said, “You imagined what it would taste like?”

He positioned his body over mine, his hard cock teasing me. Devil had gotten me naked faster almost than I could blink. I’d hardly had time to take a look at his home before he’d undressed me. That was pretty much as soon as he closed his front door behind us.

Once he had me naked, he’d thrown me over his shoulder and walked us into his lounge room. He’d rummaged in a cupboard for a blanket, thrown it on the lounge room floor, and positioned me in the middle of it. I’d watched, transfixed, as he’d stripped. Every glorious inch of his body had been revealed to me, and I’d been like a kid at Christmas, practically bouncing with excitement to find out exactly what was inside my present.

Devil really was like a present. An exquisitely wrapped one with his beautifully inked skin. I’d only had a taste of what was inside, and I needed more. I wanted to know everything that was inside this man. His thoughts, feelings, hopes, regrets, flaws, strengths, weaknesses, talents, disappointments, successes… all of the things that made him who he was.

And that frightened me a little, because I knew I was the kind of person who didn’t do things by halves. When I was in, I was all in, and it scared people off. It certainly scared men off. I couldn’t count the number of guys I’d started dating who had fled the minute I wanted everything all at once. I had tried to change this about myself, but I couldn’t change the one thing about me that caused it—I felt things on such a deep level that they consumed me. And I’d never found a man who could handle that.

Devil dipped his mouth to mine and kissed me before saying, “Since the moment we met, I haven’t stopped thinking about what you’d taste like.”

I wrapped my arms and legs around him. “Seriously, every word out of your mouth gets me wetter. You could probably just keep talking and I’d come.”

He grinned. “We’ll have to test that theory out one day, but not today. Today I’ve got other plans.”

“I hope they include your tongue inside me again.” Oh, God, please say yes.

“They include more than just that inside you, darlin’.”

I let him go as he pushed up, and then I watched in anticipation as he lowered his lips to my pussy again.

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