Ruled by Anne Marsh

Author:Anne Marsh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-11-10T15:50:06+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Eve

THE MAN SCREWED me into a coma. This must be why I wake up in bed.

Alone. And naked.

I never noticed when he picked me up and moved me in the middle of the night. Forget melatonin—Rev is a one-man testament to the superior sleeping power of a good orgasm. I grab a quick shower, pull on some clothes and stagger out to the kitchen in search of coffee. Rev’s passed out on my couch. Sprawled on his back, he looks bigger than ever, which has to be impossible. Heat flushes my body as I take in his relaxed form. His legs are bent, one arm thrown over his head. Boyfriend is such a weird word. I try it silently, not quite ready to say it out loud. My boyfriend, Rev. Or maybe this is my boyfriend. So what if he rocks my world sexually? It does not mean I canonize him.

He certainly doesn’t look saintlike. Saints absolutely do not come with broad shoulders or such powerful biceps. Tattoos are also definitely not saintly accessories. I don’t own a single throw pillow—he can’t possibly be comfortable. Instead of worrying about the man’s comfort, however, I’m helplessly focused on the way his T-shirt rides up, exposing his stomach and six-pack abs. How does he manage to take up all the space in my house?

“Feel free to touch,” he rumbles, eyes still closed. “Or you just gonna stand there?”

I reach for him, trailing my fingers over that tempting strip of skin. God. He’s hard and silky, heated and so impossibly, wonderfully male. Or maybe that’s thanks to the impossible-to-ignore ridge beneath the worn denim clinging to his body. Denim. My favorite kind of gift-wrapping.

“My bed had room for two,” I whisper.

“I have a hard time sleeping with other people around.” He opens his eyes.

Calloused fingers wrap around my wrist and tug gently. Funny how he reads both deadly and safe at the same time, as if he’s ready to give the rest of the world a beat down but then he holds me with such care. Despite my awkward perch on the side of the couch, I go all in. I throw my leg over his hips and straddle him like I’m a cowgirl and he’s my best saddle. He invited me down, so he can put up or shut up.

“Hell of a way to wake up.” His smile is slow, sleepy and so fucking perfect.

“Tell me about it,” I whisper back. Since I need to put my hands somewhere, I set them on his chest. The heat of him radiates through the thin T-shirt, and his musky scent teases me. Rev smells like oil and leather and danger. Like the open road and freedom. The sleepy smile transforms his face from fierce to sensually predatory, as if he’s thinking about taking a bite out of me—or having himself a taste.

Please, please taste me.

Rev takes his time, running his thumbs over my hips, tracing the line of my bikini panties through my jeans.

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