The Predator (Dark Verse #1)

by RuNyx

She'd let him make her come so hard her teeth had clenched. And she'd enjoyed it. She'd wanted it. Every. Single. Second. Every. Single. Thrust. She'd wanted it, and she'd not wanted him to stop. Had her mouth not been covered, she would have been screaming. Had he not covered her mouth, she would have been crying out for him. And he hadn't even touched her. Their clothes had stayed completely in place. She hadn't wanted to touch him. Good lord, what had she been thinking? One time. Just one time.

She snatched her arm back, a sneer curling her lips. "Touch me again, and I will break yours." "Once was more than enough, Ms. Vitalio." Her hackles rose. "I'll tell that to the notch on my bedpost, Mr. Caine."

Whiskey and sin. Molten lava and dancing flames.

“Did you feel me inside you the next day?” he whispered against the soft skin of her shell, the whiskey in his voice going straight to her head, his words going straight to her core. Her walls clenched in the memory of that hard, fast fuck on the restroom counter.

“Next time, I’m going to see how loud you can scream, Ms. Vitalio. I’m going to make you so sore you won’t know if it’s from the screaming or the fucking.” This man needed a leash for that dirty, explicit mouth. Morana rolled her eyes even as her heart stuttered, his words settling into her inflamed body. “You give yourself a little too much credit.” “Say that when I can’t still smell you on my fingers.”