Page 95 of The Empress

“What do you want for dinner?” I ask.

“Something small.” Haven starts to walk toward the kitchen and shoots me a grin over her shoulder. “I’ll make grilled cheese sandwiches.”

I pick up my gun and tuck it into the back of my pants before I follow her. Taking a seat at the island, I watch as she gets to work.

I can’t stop staring at Haven, my eyes tracking every single movement from her.

My thoughts are all over the place until Haven comes to me, holding a small piece of cheese between her fingers near my mouth.

My eyes lock with hers as I lean forward, and when my lips close around her fingertips, I notice her pupils dilating.

At least the attraction is still there, and the events of today haven’t destroyed the progress I’ve made with her over the past two weeks.

After I pull back to eat the cheese, Haven sucks her fingers into her mouth, giving me a playful look before she returns to making our dinner.

I harden fucking fast, my desire for her turning into an inferno of desperation to sink deep into her body.

“You’re playing with fire,” I warn her. “After the day we’ve had, I have zero self-control tonight. I’ll fuck you right here on the island.”

Her eyes dart to me, and not believing me, she lets out a chuckle while shaking her head.

I climb to my feet and stalk toward her. She glances over her shoulder again, her eyes widening on me.

Wrapping an arm around her, I tug her against my body. My voice drops to a seductive tone as I ask, “Will you stop me?”

“Yes.” Her eyes lower to my mouth. “The marble top doesn’t look comfortable.”

“Oh.” My head jerks back with surprise. “So if I take you to my bed, I might get lucky?”

Still, thinking I’m joking, she lets out a chuckle and pushes against my chest. “Let me finish making the sandwiches.”

I lean forward until my mouth is an inch from hers. “I’d much rather have your pussy for dinner. After getting a taste last night, it’s my new favorite meal.”

“God, Leo!” Her face flushes bright red, and she tries to pull away from me while chuckling. “You need to use a filter when speaking.”

“No.” I brush my nose along her jaw before my lips nip at the skin beneath her ear. “I love the way you blush.”

“I don’t blush,” she mumbles, her breaths speeding up a little.

My lips ghost over her skin to her pink cheeks. “Pink was always your favorite color. It looks good on you.”

My other hand grips her jaw to keep her in place, and I nip at her mouth. With my eyes holding hers prisoner, I bite and tug at her bottom lip until her breaths are coming hot and fast.

Haven’s hands rub up and down my chest before she grips the sides of my neck, her gaze burning with desire.

Letting go of her jaw, I keep our eyes locked while my fingers graze the soft skin of her neck. My touch is feather-light over the contours of her body as I move down until I reach her pussy.

Her features tighten with need, her lips parting on a gasp that I inhale.

I need Haven to want me as much as I want her before I’ll fuck her.

“Beg me,” I whisper, so I don’t break the spell I’ve woven around her.

Her chest rises and falls fast, her nipples hard beneath the fabric of her shirt. When it looks like she’s about to start overthinking things, I slam my mouth to hers.

I lift both my hands to the sides of her head, my tongue thrusting past her lips to get to the addictively sweet taste.

I kiss Haven with every emotion I’ve experienced today. I lay claim to her with my lips and teeth, my tongue dominating the fuck out of hers.