glared at him in angry defiance.
In a voice of deceptive softness, Dominic said, “Go get dressed, or I will do it for you.” He continued gazing at her from underneath lowered lashes. It was impossible to determine how angry he was. But she knew her own temper was soaring.
Rinah was not impressed with his self-righteous arrogance. She didn’t want the brotherly concern he insisted on maintaining. She wanted the lover from a few hours before. Acknowledging how breathtaking he appeared, with his jaw line darkened from the overnight hair growth, she was no longer sure what they were fighting about. He was so achingly beautiful, it hurt even to look at him without wanting to touch him, or be touched by him. The thought of having him put clothes on her was too tempting to pass up.
“If you want that shirt on me, then you’ll have to do it yourself.” She started inching the hem of her dress up, to take it off.
Dom’s eyes narrowed. “What the hell are you doing? Stop that!”
“But I thought you said you were going to dress me. Or was that just an empty threat?”
He gazed at her in dawning comprehension. “Don’t play with me, little girl. You want me to touch you, don’t you?” The color of his eyes looked like melted silver. “I’m not some young boy who you can goad into doing your bidding,” he said with deceptive softness. “When I take your virginity, it will be at my choosing.”
She sputtered, cursing mentally at his absolute arrogance and certainty.
“In your dreams buddy! You won’t be given that option again. I’ve learned my lesson, thank you very much. The next time I want to have sex, I’ll find someone more interested and skilled to complete the task.” Rinah smirked dismissively.
“What the fuck did you say?”
She had no problem deciphering his angry glare. He stalked menacingly toward her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her hard against him.
He muttered a few more words, but she was too lost in the suddenness of her softness against his hard masculinity to comprehend what was being said. It immediately fired her desire, and banked all other senses but the shocking lust of her body. The need and hunger of the night before returned with a vengeance. Their gazes collided; blistering emotions reflected in their gazes.
“What the hell?” he growled before swooping down to claim her lips in a devastating kiss that obliterated all coherent thought from her mind.
Their mouths fused over and over again, feasting and learning each other’s taste all over again. She was overwhelmed. His kisses were nothing short of incendiary. The hunger that gripped her now was like lava coursing through her veins, fanning the embers of her need from before and escalating it to blazing flames.
As hands explored and caressed, clothes were discarded in frantic, impatient movements.
“So fucking beautiful!” His voice flowed with velvet softness over her senses. “So fucking mine!”
“Yes!” She was in total agreement, wanting to be irrevocably his.
Dominic lifted her again.
I can so get used to this!
He took her into his bedroom and gently placed her on his bed. He stretched out his massive frame on top of her. She moaned in excruciating bliss, loving the solid feel of him weighing her down.
“Oh sweet, merciful heaven.” She breathed in appreciation.
He grinned at her response before capturing her lips again. The kiss instantly heated as his tongue swirled in, robbing her of all thought. She was utterly devastated and clung tightly to him, determined that he would not stop this time.
“Please don’t stop,” she whispered brokenly against his lips.
“Not planning to,” he muttered.
In response, she gripped his silky, black hair and melded their mouths again. Her breasts ached for his touch, her stomach clutched tight, and her clit throbbed insistently. She wrapped her legs around his waist, writhing under him, aligning her wetness against the hard, velvet ridge of his cock