Be My Hero (Forbidden Men 3)

She sniffed and shook her head even as she leaned toward me. "I think those glimpses are blinding you to what a vain, pretentious, selfish bitch I am."

"Shut up," I whispered and kissed her, harder this time. "No one bashes the woman I love." I slid my fingers down her cheeks to cradle her neck. "I've never been as happy as I've been since you stepped foot inside this apartment."

She caught my elbows, her eyes earnest. "I haven't either."

I pressed my forehead to hers. "Then what're we fighting about?"

"Are we fighting?" Her fingers trailed up to my shoulders.

I skimmed my lips over her jaw. "I think so. It feels like I'm trying to talk you into staying."

With a relenting sigh, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me before nipping my jaw with her teeth. "You know I won't leave. You had me at 'bullshit.'"

I smiled and then groaned when her mouth started traveling south, down my throat. Lifting my chin to let her do whatever she liked, I swallowed when she licked her way over my pulse. Her fingers smoothed along my shoulder and down my back.

I arched a brow. "So I've been blathering like an idiot about how much I love you because . . . ?"

She made a humming sound in the back of her throat, which sent an alarming rush through me and had me harder than I already was. "Because I like listening to you blather about how much you love me."

I chuckled. "Evil woman. I'm going to have to punish you for that."

Backing her toward the bed, I let her keep kissing my neck as relief flooded me. She wasn't leaving. I probably should've stepped away and slowed the pace, not pressured her into more right after my big revelation, but her fingers were slipping down the front of my chest toward my throbbing cock.

"A spanking?" she guessed, lifting her gaze enough to slash me with a curious glance.

I shook my head, picked her up by the hips, and laid her back on the bed. Standing above her, I watched her stretch out on my sheets, looking eager and delectable.

"First," I said, bending just enough to slip off her socks. "I'm going to torture you by touching and licking you all over until you're writhing and cursing me for more." I unbuttoned the top clasp of her blue jeans and licked my lips. "And then I'm going to lick you and touch you even longer."

"Oh, God." She arched her hips and lifted them to help me when I hooked my fingers in the waistline and drew the jeans down her legs, but I paused when I reached her knees.

Keeping her legs trapped in the denim confines, I leaned in and pressed my mouth to her mound, right through her pristine pink panties. With a gasp, she bucked up and grabbed two fistfuls of my hair. I nipped lightly at her hipbone, then I used the tip of my nose to cruise my way up along her ribs, bunching up her shirt as I went.

"Here," I murmured when it caught on the swell of her breasts, "let me help you take this off."

When I had her down to her bra and panties with her pants still clinging around her knees, I skimmed some kisses around her lace-covered breasts. Crawling above her and bracing my weight on my forearms, I framed either side of her face.

"Hi," I said, grinning down at her.

She grinned back and touched my face. "Hi, yourself. I don't think you got my jeans all the way off yet."

I winked. "For now, they're right where I want them." Leaning in close to her ear, I whispered, "It's all part of your torture."

She shivered, and I kissed her. Our mouths melted together. Her lips opened under mine, and my tongue skimmed alongside hers. Under me, her body rose up, trying to rub against mine, so I lowered my hips to hers, and she whimpered, digging her fingers into my hair.

My erection ground into her, and she broke away from my mouth to gasp for breath over my shoulder.

"Oh, my. I never . . . this never . . . "

My teeth caught her ear and tugged, making her shudder and tighten her grip on my ass as she wound her arms around me. "Never what?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. I just . . . I'm not used to feeling this much. It's . . . it's . . . "

"Perfection," I finished for her.

"Yeah."

She attacked my mouth, kissing me hard, licking inside and clawing at me with her eager hands. She latched onto my lip rings with her teeth and tugged lightly.