Page 71 of Severed By Vengeance

“Look, I’m used to people thinking I belong pushing papers behind some desk or in a different field altogether. But you’re the last person I want thinking those things about me.”

I held her face.

“I don’t have many people in my life I give a damn about. You, angel—I told you once before. You’re in my life now. You’re important to me. I was just worried.”

Evangelina’s hands snaked up my chest. “Is that why you left tire treads in my driveway… because you were worried about me?”

My eyes moved to her lips, and she smiled. “I would have kicked the damn door down if you’d made me wait one more second.”

“Oh, you were destruction-of-property type of worried?”

Her fingers crawled up the front of my shirt, curling around my collar.

“For you, yeah.” That earned me a smile, but instead of returning the gesture, my expression turned serious. “Eva, if something happens or you ever feel sick, I want you to call me. No matter the time.” Another smile hitched the corners of her mouth. “An adrenaline rush like you had today can spike your glucose levels, right? Is that why you’re feeling sick?” I asked, thumb pushing on her bottom lip as they parted in surprise.

“How did you know that?”

I shrugged my shoulders, not wanting to make a big deal out of my research. “I’ve been reading some stuff.”

“God,Derek.” Her tone was low and breathy.

Evangelina hoisted a leg over and sat on my pelvis, thick little thighs straddling my lap.

It was at that moment I registered what she was wearing. Skin-tight black shorts as tiny as underwear peeked out from under an oversized, white t-shirt. The collar was stretched out, hanging off a bare shoulder, and she wasn’t wearing a bra.

A groan rattled in my chest at the sight of her pert nipples jutting through the thin fabric as she ground her ass against the shaft of my rock-hard cock. I stilled her hips, fingers digging into her skin. “Angel, if you keep doing that.”

“Quédate conmigo,” she whispered, lips brushing up my neck.

Stay with her.

“I’ll stay for as long as you need me to… but if you keep that up….” I squeezed her hips harder, stilling her once more. “Eva,” I warned.

“Oh, I’m just Eva now?” More kisses up my jaw.

“Baby, you got me losing my head over here.” She smiled against my skin, thoroughly enjoying this game of seduction.

“I recall you saying you were going to fuck me over every surface and have me on my knees, Derek Cain.”

The tip of her tongue swiped my earlobe.

Fuck.

“You’re not feeling well, and I won’t make things worse.” I pitched my voice low, mouth brushing over the shell of her ear. “No matter how badly I want to bend you over this goddamn couch.”

She cursed under her breath and arched her back, the seam of her ass pushing against my dick. “You won’t hurt me.” Her sweet little tongue was mesmerizing as it swept across her bottom lip.

“There’s nothing gentle about the things I want to do to you.” I pulled her face close as I licked the same path hers had taken seconds before. “I already warned you.” Sliding a hand under her t-shirt, I caressed the underside of her breast. “I’ll tear you apart, angel. Piece by piece. Inch by delicious inch.”

Her eyes were hooded as my thumb rubbed circles over the stiff peak of her nipple.

“Do it,” she whispered.

“Eva,” I cautioned again, squeezing it between my fingers, causing her to whimper.

Since when had I cared about anyone but myself? I was convinced I’d officially lost my damn mind. A gorgeous and very willing woman wanted me to fuck her until she was wrecked, and I was rejecting her, afraid I’d hurt her.

Evangelina gripped my belt buckle and leaned forward, nipping at the pulse point on my neck.