Page 74 of Bonfire and Bliss Bookstore

The soft light of the fire illuminates the perfect angles of her face and the gold of her eyes. A stray hair curls against her cheek, and I reach out to touch it.

“You’re beautiful,” I rasp. Those copper eyes find mine. “Tell me to stop.”

Penny shakes her head. “What if I don’t want you to?”

“What do you want?” My breath sounds shaky.

She chews on the inside of her lip nervously but I wait for her to speak. I can’t push her, can’t take anything more than I already have. If she wants this, if she wants me, she has to ask for it.

“Well, we’re clearly both attracted to each other,” she whispers.

I nod.

“And neither of us are seeing anyone else?”

I shake my head. “Definitely not.”

She carefully sets the book on the shelf before turning her focus back to me. “Well, all your dirty talking this week had me realizing something.”

I frown. “Did I take it too far?”

“No, it’s not that.” She shakes her head quickly. “I know what I like to read. But I don’t have a lot of experience of what happens in the books outside of their pages.”

I try to keep my expression neutral as I fight the possessive feeling growing inside me. It’s not as if I have tons of experience—hell, the last week or so has been quite the awakening for me, too—but I want to give Penny Darling everything she needs.

“What are you saying?” I manage with an even voice.

“Maybe we could…” she murmurs before she straightens her shoulders and steals that final bout of courage. When she finally lifts those copper eyes to mine, I suck in a breath at how fucking beautiful she is. “I’d like to change the parameters of our fake relationship. I’d like you to fuck me,” she says clearly.

My eyes go wide. I did not expect her to say that. “Really?”

“Yes. And other things.” She doesn’t back down. “I’d like to give you a blow job and maybe try some kinks. If you like any of that stuff?”

I can’t help the huff of a laugh that escapes me as I run my hands through my hair, doing my damnedest not to push her up against this bookshelf and start right fucking now.

“Oh, Xuxuzinho, there isn’t a thing you could ask for that I wouldn’t like.”

“Sure about that?” She raises her brows. “Because I’ve read some crazy shit.”

“Do your worst,” I mumble with a smile.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Then she moves one step closer, resting her palm against my stomach. “May I?”

Her voice is so sweet, like melted caramel, as she drags her nails against the edge of my sweats.

I nod and her hot hand dips beneath the cotton and into my boxers as she wraps it around my rapidly swelling cock.

“Fuck.” My head falls forward, landing against her forehead, and I blow out a breath as I watch her stroke up and down, sending electricity pulsing through my veins. I’m rock hard.

“Fuck is right,” she mutters. “So much bigger than I thought. This is a book boyfriend–sized cock. I never understood the whole so thick I can barely wrap my hand around it until now.”

Pride has me pumping into her palm. I’d like to say I’m better than this but knowing my dick is bigger than her ex’s…I’m fucking ecstatic.

“I know how to use it to make you come, too,” I growl.

Her lashes flutter as those eyes that will be the death of me flick back up to mine. “Counting on it.”

It’s with that look that I snap. My lips crash into hers as I swallow down the delicious little whimpers she makes. The fire beside us blazes as I push her back against the shelf.