Burn (Virtues & Lies 1)

Cassie is all light. In every possible way.

As much as I don’t want to be the one to taint her, I’m not righteous. Right now, I’m lust and greed. I am gluttonous for her. I want to taste her and feast on her until I am satisfied and then I want to keep going until I’m so gorged that I’m bursting.

“Leo.” Whispering breathily, her hands slide down my jaw and my neck to my shoulders before they slip down my bare chest.

They leave heated trails as her body lowers gracefully and she drops to her knees. Her eyes never leaving mine, I’m very conscious that my dick is pulsing by her face.

Her fingers rake down my legs until they reach the floor and her palms flatten on either side of her.

If I beg, if I go on my hands and knees…

Her words come back to bait and goad me, and the way her eyes lower with her lashes fanning over her cheekbones has me tensing every possible part of me that could go its own way and ignore my efforts to rein myself in.

My dick half-masts at the feel of her heated breath and when her tongue licks across her dolly lips I have to take a step back.

“Get up, Cassie.” My words are a sharp, garbled plea. My restraint is fraying so thin that it will snap soon, and I won’t be able to hold back.

Her big eyes flick up to mine and she shakes her head, “No.”

I see it behind her shining eyes, the need that’s burning inside me. It’s blistering inside her too.

As if all my other sins weren’t enough, I covet her. I envy anything and anyone that touched her before me, that loved her before me. I lust after her affection and soul.

Every precious molecule of her is like my very own brand of salvation.

She’s everything I can’t control.

“I’m here,” licking her lips, she lifts her face up, towards the ceiling, like she’s before God’s altar. “Begging to be swallowed whole.”

I am a selfish and sometimes cruel being, but this girl in front of me, on her knees, has just got the checkmate on that.

There’s a gleam in her brown depths that tells me she knows exactly what she’s doing. She knows this is torture and still she looks at me with angel eyes and devious intentions. This girl is as cunning as the devil and lovelier than any deity. She’s the creature that will bring gods to their knees.

Cassie lifts her body to mine as I bend to lift her. When my arm wraps around her back she goes lax, arms dropping behind her and I have to fist her vest in my hand to pull her up to me.

She might be offering herself to me, but she’s making me work for it too. And it’s like bait to the animal inside me. My blood riots in my veins with my exuberant need.

Shit, she’s fucking perfect.

Cassie sees the fire inside me and she teases it. She wants to play with it. And that on its own is enough to make me let go of all the restraint and control, and to set the beast inside free.

She came calling. She’s asking for it. She can see it, and she wants it.

The moment her knees are off the floor, her legs wrap around my waist and her face is buried in my neck. Her thighs clench around me and it’s the best fucking thing I’ve ever felt.

There’s nothing but heat, need, and hunger as she licks behind my ear. Her fingers tracing the burns between my shoulder blades, although my first instinct is to shake her off, I can’t.

She sees me. All of me. She wants it all.

In spite of everything that’s happened, she’s here and the only thing I want, besides her, is to make this girl the happiest she’s ever been. I want to grant her every wish. Fulfil her every dream.

Her arms and legs tighten around me as I lean over the bed, laying her on it. With her heels digging into my arse, my cock aches at the way her covered pussy rubs my erection.

Chest trembling with her wild breaths, I may as well be lying on a rumbling volcano with how she’s shaking.

“Cassie,?

? I whisper into her ear as her lips trace my jaw. “Let go.”