Mariana’s Pov

“That was. . .adequate,” I tease, my voice still shaky, earning a deep, rumbling laugh from him.  

“Oh, adequate, is it?” He asks, his lips brushing over mine in a whisper. “I’ll have to do better, then.”  

“Much better,” I whisper back, my voice dripping with challenge. “And you could start by fucking me.”

He stares at me from underneath his hooded gaze, a small smile tugging. And then he leans down, and leaves a lingering kiss on my lips, his ...