Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

The kiss wasn’t the point; I just wanted to remind her I can kiss her—or do anything else to her
that I want—anytime I like.
I drop my hand. “Now you may go.”
She glares at me, then turns and storms off toward my bedroom.
Well, I guess it’s our bedroom now.
I like the sound of that.
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Hallie isn’t much for company tonight, but I didn’t expect her to be.
I’m waiting for her in the bedroom when she emerges after her bath. Her hair is dry except for
the ends and pulled over one shoulder. I left a silk robe hanging up in the bathroom for her, so that’s
what she’s wearing. Tomorrow I will have her things brought over from her apartment. I have a few
things here for her already, but she’s too mad at me to ask, so she’s content to sleep in the robe.
She’ll be sleeping in much less than that.
As soon as she’s curled up beneath the covers with her back facing me, I slide my arm around
her and untie the belt holding the delicate pieces of silk together over her tits. She sighs, aggravated,
but doesn’t fight me as I push a hand beneath the loose fabric and cup her bare flesh in my palm.
Her soft skin is still flushed from the warmth of her bath. Her breaths grow shakier as I palm and
caress her lovely tits. She inhales sharply when I take her nipple between my fingers and squeeze.
I release the pressure and listen for her to exhale.
Relief.
It only lasts a second. I move my thumb over the hard little nub, then rub it in a rough circle. I
move my thumb away and flick it, causing her to gasp.
Finally, she tries to push my hand away and roll farther away from me.
It doesn’t work. I lock an arm around her waist and yank her back so hard, her ass comes flush
against my hardening cock.
“Be a good girl,” I warn her.
“Why?” she tosses back. “You’re not a good man.”
My lips curve up as I kiss the shell of her ear, replacing my hand on her tit. “True, but
irrelevant.”
Struggling to break free from my embrace, she says, “I don’t want you touching me.”