Page 74 of Reverence

I slowly rose from the couch, turning around and that’s when our eyes connected.

I could see the look of shock in her eyes but she quickly regained her composure—giving me that nonchalant glance.

She stepped back a few paces, but I kept stalking toward her. “Don’t back away now,” I said. She wore a short, tight-fitting satin night dress that she must’ve gotten from the guest bedroom.

“Are you upset, Amala?”

She continued moving backward, but I caught up to her, wrapping my hand around her throat. “Why would I be upset?”

I pulled her closer, tugging the front of the dress down to expose her tits.

She gasped softly, and that’s when I leaned in to bite her bottom lip.

I pierced the flesh then sucked on it. The metallic taste of blood coated my tongue and I groaned.

Shit, I wanted to kiss her badly, wanted to ruin her. She whimpered softly, placing both hands on my chest.

Those little sounds of pleasure made me feral as if it were the sweetest melody I’d ever heard.

“Upset that I didn’t continue our endeavour.” I pushed her against the wall, watching her back arch.

I peppered hot, wet kisses along her jawline, swiping my tongue along the skin.

“No.” She answered quickly when I pulled away. “I don’t care. I figured you’d be a disappointment in the bedroom.”

“You clearly want a reaction out of me.” Her eyes would send me straight to hell. She frowned deeply, involuntarily pouting while peering at me.

“I want you to die.” I leaned in again, nipping at the skin in her neck before grabbing her plump ass and hoisting her up. I sucked on her left nipple, biting down hard.

She released a heavy breath, scratching my upper back in the process. I soothed the sting by pressing my tongue, flat against the area I’d bitten.

“Yeah?” I spoke against her skin. “Lies. It’s all lies.” This time I bit the top of her breast, sucking hard, and when I pulled away a string of saliva formed.

It was fitting really because I’ve been salivating at the thought of this infuriating specimen for years now and successfully suppressed it for so long.

The bite mark instantly formed on her tan skin and I repeated the process with her right tit. “Still not going to moan for me?”

She panted, looking at me with droopy eyelids. “Perhaps if you make me climax, I’ll finally moan.”

“You’re my perpetual burden, you know that?”

“Who’s going to clean up that glass you just shattered?” She murmured, tightening her legs around my waist. My erection poked against her thigh which completely made me forget about the fact that she ignored my question.

“You.” I bit her in the neck again, the urge to eat her alive nearly sent me into cardiac arrest.

“Stop biting me.” She whimpered. “You’re not an animal.”

“You make me behave like an animal.” I squeezed her ass cheeks, pressing my fingertips into her bare skin. “You’re not even wearing panties.” I hummed in disapproval. “It’s like you’re trying to tip me over the edge.”

She scratched my back and shoulders, panting when I ground my pelvis against hers. “That’s nothing compared to what you’ve done to me. You’ve broken me.”

I lowered my head, resting it on her shoulder. “Don’t remind me.” I gritted.

“Do you prefer plausible deniability?” She mocked.

With one hand gripping the flesh on her bottom and the other holding her jaw, I forced her to look at me. “I’d prefer if we kept our fucking distance but look at the predicament we’re in right now.”

“And whose fault is that?” She sassed, digging her nails into my shoulders—the pain making me groan softly.