“You lost the privilege of calling me your friend.”
I gasped when his teeth nipped at my bottom lip. “Wouldn’t consider it a loss when I gained the privilege of calling you my wife.”
He let go, smoothing out the sting with his tongue. Only to repeat the process again—edging me, making me squirm in his hold.
Christian’s touch found the slit in my dress. “These legs,” He squeezed my thigh. “I’ve been dreaming about them. Using them, holding them,fuckingthe sweet spot in between them.”
His urgent breaths pushed my head backward.
Christian held tight with his teeth pulling at my skin.
I was slick with his unrestrained desire, stifling moans of pleasure begging to escape.
“You don’t even like me,” I kept my hands fisted to the sides.
Iwouldn’t touch him. Touching would accept this. Touching him would allow room for broken hearts.
His hand snuck into the slit. Surely, he wouldn’t notice?—
All movement froze.
His hand on my breast and the one now near my ass.
Christian pulled back enough to look into my eyes.
Intense, fiery wrath consumed them.
His next words pitched low and rugged. “Where thefuckis your underwear?”
“Oops?” Indifference hung on my shoulder as I shrugged, but my heart pounded erratically, as if multiple open wounds were bleeding out. I was losing myself in Christian's icy gaze, though I felt anything but cold.
I got wetter if that were possible.
A muscle ticked in his jaw. “The fuck you meanoops?”
Another careless shrug. “I don’t owe you an explanation.”
“You’re dripping down your fucking thigh.”
“Who said that’s because of you?”
His nostrils flared and hands tightened. “Take that back.”
“Or what?” I dared. “You’re harm—whatare you doing?”
Christian flung the one half of the slit to the side and rubbed his hand up the inside of my thigh.
He didn’t feel harmless anymore.
His fingers hovered teasingly over my inner thighs, never touching but never pulling away either.
I pressed my lips together, as even the mere anticipation of his touch was devastatingly erotic.
Just as he got closer and closer to the spot, I ached most…
His touch paused near the pulsing point of my core and watched me. An indecipherable feeling flew through his face before he dropped it to my shoulder.
“When I saw you laughing with another man, it made me fucking angry.”
