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If Honor asked him to temper himself, he’d find a way to do it But what she said was, “I won’t break,” and it was a soleone htht, bastard that he was, he’d helped widen the Raising his hand to his jaw, he rubbed the tender bruise “You al in its beauty “You deserved it”

He felt his own lips curve “I did” Scanning his eyes up and down her body, he said, “I still intend to have e how far she’d allow hio

“No kinky stuff till later”

Surprised she’d even entertain the thought after what he’d done, he lifted his gaze to her own—and saw an understanding that stunned him She knew she had power over hiht him to his knees Honor wasn’t like him, hadn’t been turned cynical by an experience that would’ve twisted many only toward bitterness and hate, would never use that power in a e, it allowed her to play these ga back his chair just a fraction, he crooked a finger

She kicked off her boots before crossing the carpet to straddle him Her hands lifted to the buttons of his shirt “I love the color of your skin,” sheforward to press a kiss on the bared skin of his breastbone

It was the sweetest of caresses, and it ers into her hair and insist on another Laughing, she peppered his chest with kisses, the shirt gaping to his waist now “Such beautiful, pretty skin Does the shade change over your body?”

He tugged at the bottom of her top, waited until she raised her arms to pull it off over her head “I told you You’ll have to”—clenching his abdoainst the impact of her—“wait and see” It was his turn to lean forward, press his lips to the sun-kissed honey of her skin, his hands possessive on her hips

“I have scars”

Those responsible for creating those scars would pay for decades to coiveness in hi kiss before he drew back “And you’re my own personal addiction”

Cupped in black lace, her brsts were lush curves thatto sink into that sweet flesh He wouldn’t do it, not until she issued the invitation, but that id as rock, blood pulsing hot and thick And that was before he allowed hiht, wet sheath of her core

“I want to be inside you” He sucked on the upper slope of her breast, licked the redinto his nape, her voice a husky whisper “You irl would ever do”

Her words relaxed the final relics of the twisted knot inside hi his head, he clai the dip of her waist and over her rib cage to cup both brsts at the saly covered by the fine lace of her bra, a sht a hunter would be more practical” He ran his thu?”

Squeezing her taut flesh, he took her lips in an openmouthed kiss in answer