“It’s been a busy few days,” I muttered. “You took your time that first night. About our third go-round.”
“Think of that night often?”
I did, but I wasn’t going to admit that to him. “I imagine everyone’s first time is memorable.”
His eyes darkened, and I realized that was not the right thing to say. “You were nothing that I couldn’t handle.”
“That’s true,” he said huskily. “You take me like a f*****g dream, Nyx. It really f***s with a man’s head.”
“That was my plan all along. Bring you to your knees, and then put you to work once you’re down there.”
Grinning, he sank into a kneeling position. “I understand when I’ve been given an assignment.”
He made short work of my pants and lifted one leg to hook over his shoulder. I tensed my body in anticipation, but he was shockingly gentle.
