Page 47 of Cipher

I planted a hand on his chest and refused to let the pull between us derail my point. “I’m not done.”

“I can see that.”

His lips twitched, and I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t have a problem with the security. I understand why the precautions make sense. Which is why you can talk to me instead of acting like I’m just another asset you’re managing.”

Corbin studied me for a moment before conceding, “You’re right. I should have told you before the changes went into effect.”

I waited, not giving an inch yet.

“Future changes will come from me first. I’m sorry.”

His apology meant a lot. “The driver and the car rules can stay.”

“They were already going to.”

“Don’t push it.”

The corner of his mouth twitched again. I was still irritated enough that the sound of my own grumbling made me more annoyed. Then Corbin reached out, curved his hand around the back of my neck, and kissed me hard enough to stop any additional complaint I might’ve made.

I was breathless when he finally lifted his head and smirked. “How about we burn through the rest of your anger in bed?”

“Makeup sex?” I murmured, intrigued by the idea.

“We can see how many orgasms it takes to soften you up.”

“This is a plan I can agree to.” I twined my arms around his neck and let out a little squeal when he took advantage of my position to sweep me off my feet.

I held on tight while he carried me to the bedroom, and I didn’t let go when he laid me on the mattress. Tugging him down, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he settled between my thighs. The residual heat from the argument still simmered under my skin, but the way he looked at me made it shift into something else entirely.

“You still pissed at me?”

“A little,” I admitted.

“Then let me fix it.”

“I’m not sure how many orgasms it’s going to take,” I warned.

“You say it like making you come is a hardship.” His hands slid under my shirt, tracing my ribs on the way up to cup my breasts. “Nothing I like better.”

I sighed and arched into his touch. “Then show me.”

The heat between us grew as we stripped each other without rushing. When I was bare beneath him, Corbin looked down at me, his eyes darkening with hunger.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “Even when you’re furious with me.”

“You earned it.”

“I know.” He brushed his mouth over mine. “Won’t happen again. But I’m still going to protect you the way I see fit, Bex. That part isn’t negotiable.”

I searched his face, not surprised by the unyielding edge I found. “I know, and I can live with that as long as you keep talking to me.”

“I will.”

He captured my mouth in another deep kiss before trailing his mouth down my neck and over my collarbone. When he took one nipple into his mouth, I moaned and slid my fingers into his hair. “That’s a good start to making it up to me.”

“I’m just getting started, baby.”

He gave the other the same attention before kissing his way lower, finally settling between my thighs. “Already wet for me. Even after yelling at me.”