Chapter 73
I could barely breathe for the emotion clogging my chest at the sight of him, this disheveled fallen angel giving me carte blanche. I suppressed my first instinct of "suck my clit." I'd learned there were definite advantages to letting Rohan take his sweet time with all parts of my body. "Lick my thigh."
Rohan curled a hand around the back of my knee. Head tilted, he positioned himself between my legs, the soft strands of his hair tickling my inner thighs.
I giggled until, teasingly, achingly slowly, he swiped his tongue along my skin, completing his path with a bite. That's when I shivered. "I didn't order that." My voice sounded thick. My hands tightened in his hair as much for balance as punishment.
He bowed his head in atonement, pressing a kiss to the pale skin showing the faintest press of teeth marks.
"Undo your belt."
He unbuckled it without comment, then waited, his hand on his fly, a question in his eyes.
"That too."