Page 368 of Ruthless Court

A small smile touches his mouth.

“Define far enough.”

I laugh nervously.

“I don’t know yet.”

“Then we figure it out as we go.”

“And stop when I say?”

“We stop before you finish the word.”

The tightness in my chest releases.

I kiss him softly.

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

His hand returns to my waist.

Nothing more until I move first.

So I do.

I close the space between us.

And when Kane kisses me again, it feels different.

Hotter because I know I can stop it.

Safer because he knows that too.

I let myself want him.

Just for tonight.

Just as far as I choose.

His mouth finds the soft place beneath my ear.

Then lower.

He pushes my shirt up slowly, giving me every chance to stop him.

I don’t.

When his lips close over my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra, my back arches.

A sound I don’t recognize leaves my throat.

His mouth is hot and careful and devastating.

He peels the cup down and takes me properly, tongue circling, sucking gently, and my hands fly to the back of his head, fingers threading into his hair and holding him there.

I’ve never felt anything like this.