With a wrench of the wheel, he shot into the shadows between two high buildings and threw the taxi in park. As he turned around to look at her, he was utterly captivated: However arresting her eyes were in the mirror, the rest of her more than lived up to the hype. She was…unreal, and not just because of how beautiful she was. Staring into those black pits, he was fully accepted, fully understood, and he knew without a doubt that he would find what he was seeking with her. She had his answers.

“Please…tell me.”

“Come back here, Saul.” The woman trolled her manicured fingers down her long neck to her cleavage. “And let me in.”

CHAPTER
32

Not finishing was not going to be easy.

As Marie-Terese worked magic on his arousal, Vin felt like his skin was on fire and his blood was boiling and his bone marrow had turned into lightning. With every sucking draw and grabbing slide, she was sending him right to the edge, his body dangling off a precipice he was dying to fall from—and was completely unwilling to let go of. God…his self-control was killing him in the best way; his head jacked back against the pillow, his thighs rigid, his chest pumping. She was taking him to Heaven and putting him through Hell in equal measures, and he wanted it to go on forever.

But he really wasn’t going to last much longer.

Lifting his head took all his strength, and when he looked down his body, he positively spasmed. Marie-Terese’s mouth was stretched wide, her beautiful breasts hanging lush and full, her nipples brushing against his thighs—

“Oh, fuck.” He lunged up and pulled her from his erection, his fingers biting into her upper arms as he struggled not to come.

“Are you—”

Vin cut her off by kissing her hard and rolling her over. Before he could stop himself, he linked his arm under one of her knees and stretched her up. He was growling, he was wild, he was—

“I need you now, Vin!” Her nails sank into his ass as she went boneless beneath him.

“Shit…yes—”

Except both of them froze at the same time.

Together, they said, “Condom.”

Vin grunted and stretched out for the bedside table, the movement driving him even harder into her curves—and she didn’t help things in the slightest by moving herself against him in a wave.

As the erotic sensation of flesh on flesh reverberated through his body, Vin lost contact with the Trojan he’d palmed, the little square flipping out of his grip like it had been taking flying lessons. “Goddamn it!”

Leaning down to the floor, his hips shifted and his cock went along for the ride, brushing right over her hot, sweet core. With a quick jerk, he moved back, because he didn’t want to lose control, and…