Page 110 of Allegiance

As they rolled around on the bed, he got her trapped beneath him.

He was running his fingers over her clit, tormenting her because Rogue wanted nothing more than to give his wife all the pleasure he could.

Jinx gasped, her gorgeous eyes filled with love and lust. Only, that wasn’t enough.

Rogue wanted her to take that fall.

As he used his fingers to bring her so much pleasure, his wife began that fall.

“Rogue! I’m going to cum,” she gasped, as he pinched her clit, sending her careening over the edge.

Her breathy moan was music to his ears.

The whole time, he admired the most beautiful woman in the whole world.

His Jinxy.

Leaving kisses on her collarbones, he waited until she pulled away from the pleasure.

As her gorgeous eyes opened from beneath that sweep of thick lashes, he saw the glint of lust.

Well, someone was going to be making him crazier than he already was.

“Was that good for you?” he joked.

There was laughter.

“It’s always good, my love,” she said, running her fingers across his cheeks. “Have I told you how lucky I am to have you?”

His heart actually thumped.

Before Jinx, there had been so many battles over what he did, and how he ran his life. It was nice to finally be loved for the man he was.

He couldn’t help that he had amazing thievery skills.

“I’m the lucky one, Jinx. You’ve made every one of my dreams come true. The minute you snuck into my bedroom, and tried to save me, I’ve been living my dreams.”

She nuzzled him.

And when he least expected it, that’s when she struck.

Jinx rolled, getting him trapped beneath her. His bigger body was flat on the bed, and she loved being above him.

“Look at all this sexiness,” she said, running her hands across his body.

He moaned in pleasure with just her touch.

“It’s my turn,” she said, loving that now, he was going to be at her mercy.

Rogue grinned wickedly, excited for that ride.

“Yes, please,” he whispered as she bit him on the neck, and then had her wicked way with him.

Jinx knew what turned her husband on, and when she left a trail of kisses down his body, he was filled with need and desperation.

“Please,” he whispered. “Touch me.”

Oh, that was the plan.