Move.” The whispered words sent a blaze of heat from the top of Paige’s head to the bottoms of her feet as soon as they left Felix’s lips. He had her bent over the family room sofa, her hands tightly gripping the leather as he held her hips still, his cock pulsing inside of her. Paige gritted her teeth when he pulled out and with torturously slow movement pushed back in so deep that she felt the air still in her lungs for a moment. He’d been tormenting her like this for an hour now. Every time she was on the edge of a cresting climax he’d pull back and make her wait just to build the heat all over again. When they were done, and she managed to be able to walk upright again, she would kill him for toying with her. “Felix…” she growled and he chuckled, the deep rumble of laughter vibrating through his chest as he pressed it to her back. “Yes, baby?” “If you don’t stop playing around, I’m gonna call Lena and find the best method of inhumane torture to end you.” “Aww baby, how am I playing around?
