“You would like that—would you not? Me using my mouth alone to strip you bare. To expose you to my wicked tongue and teeth that want to sink into you and savor your flesh.” He growled and caged her in, trapping her with his thighs, hovering his mouth above her right shoulder.
“How hard would you bite me?”
“Enough the pain would melt right through you and turn into pure ecstasy. You would cry out for more,” he replied with a low rasp.
“Oh, my God in Heaven—I want that. Please . . .” She stretched her neck back, exposing her throat to him.