Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

“I…” I shake my head, frowning a little. “I can’t ask you to buy me a house.”
“Of course you can. But you’re not asking, I’m offering. Besides, I’m sure the house is well
within my budget.”
“What budget?” I mutter.
“Exactly.” He smiles faintly. “It’s not a problem, Hallie. If you want it, it’s yours.”
I consider that for several moments. It’s a lavish offer, even if he doesn’t think it is. I know it’s
probably not such a big deal to him, my mom’s house probably costs a few elaborate shopping trips in
his world, but to her, it would be a huge deal.
I bring my hand up to rest on his chest in front of me so I can look at the ring. “Are you really
going to make me marry you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“We’ve been over this.”
“No, I don’t mean…” I pause to consider how to phrase it. I guess, simply… “Why do you want
me? I’ve experienced things at your hands that most people would never want the woman they’re with
even knowing they’re capable of, and… I am more than aware. I’m the one you did it to.”
He watches me steadily for a moment, then he grabs my arms, rolling me on my back and pinning
them down at the same time. He uses his knee to spread my legs, sliding himself between my thighs.
I sigh and he leans in, catching my breath against his lips.
The kiss catches me off guard.
He slides his hand up, intertwining his and mine on the pillow and squeezing, then he guides my
hand around his neck.
I take the hint that he wants me to wrap my arms around his neck, so I do.
His kiss is greedy and consuming. My blood starts to warm all over again as he lowers his
weight down on me and kisses his way from my mouth to my neck. I sigh, this time because of the
pleasurable sensation of his lips on that sensitive skin, and tilt my neck to give him better access.
Once he’s finished kissing his way down my neck, he pauses, hovering over me, and looks down
into my eyes.
I cock an eyebrow. “I take it you didn’t feel like answering that question.”
Calvin smiles. “I was answering your question.” Rather than pounce on me again like it seemed
like he was going to, he eases himself back down on the bed beside me.
I frown. “Because you like to fuck me?”