Page 125 of Succeeding Love

She grinned and shook her head against mine. “No… I think he meant the opposite.”

“Nah. There isn’t a single thing about you that isn’t adorable or perfect.” I sighed, relishing the moment of having her in my arms. “I missed you.”

She softly closed her eyes, basking in me as I was basking in her. Then, when I thought nothing in the world could ruin this moment, she whispered, “You kidnapped my dog.”

Both of us laughed, but still wouldn’t let the other go.

“I did,” I admitted. “I’m keeping him hostage.”

“Well,” she ran her finger down my chest, “What do I have to do to get him back?”

I stared down into her sweet, playful eyes and said in the softest voice, “Take me home.”

Ransom

Feighlynn

Vin’s lips came crashing to mine as he lifted me and carried me up the stairs.

“My dog,” I protested.

Vin let out a low, impatient growling noise. “You get him back when my payment is received.” Then his lips fervently devoured mine again.

I giggled, pushing against his chest. “How very villainous of you. You just said to bring you home,” I mumbled against his mouth. “You never said-”

“It was implied,” he cut off all protest as he kicked open the bedroom door.

Oh well. Kevin should be fine with Miss Velma for a bit. Right?

I had a feeling this wouldn’t take just a bit, though. Vin seemed desperate and I can’t say I wasn’t feeling the same. I needed him. After everything that had happened, I needed to put everything to rest for good by drowning in only him.

Vin was holding himself back. I could feel his resistance as he laid me gingerly on my bed, never moving his mouth from mine. He was trying to be gentle; he was trying to be controlled, but controlled was not the Vin I wanted right now. I wanted himto imprint himself on every inch of me, making me feel I was his entirely and he was mine.

I grabbed his collar, pulling his body in as I whispered against his lips, “If you’re going to be a villain, do it right.”

He chuckled. “Are you threatening me or giving me permission?” He pressed his hard length against my heat, then circled his hips. “I want you to feel cherished, Lynn. I’m not trying to maul you.”

“I happen to like being mauled,” the corner of my lips lifted as I thought about all the times in the past where he’d been a little rough. I liked it. I liked his mauling tendencies a lot.

He pressed his lips to the sensitive shell of my ear. “Are the kids coming back tonight?”

I arched my needy body into his as I shook my head.

“Tomorrow?”

“No,” I gasped as he pressed his weight further into me. “They’re gone the rest of the weekend.”

A low, guttural moan left him. My eyes went wide as he grabbed my hands and pinned them above me. He was so hard, and the friction felt so good as his hips circled mine.

“You’re going to be sore tomorrow,” he rasped in my ear, making shivers wreck my body. “I hope you’re ready.”

“Shut up and do it already,” I whined impatiently, making him laugh.

Then, he trailed his hands down my arms, his feather soft touch making my restlessness grow. My nipples perked under his touch as he skimmed over my breasts to the collar of myshirt. He gave me a devious, sexy smile, then ripped my shirt right down the middle.

I gasped. “Wha-... What?”

“Villainous enough for you?” he smirked, pulling his shirt over his head.