He just promised not to hurt her. Could he keep that promise? It was entirely possible they had different definitions of what 'hurt' meant. She tore her lips from his and asked, "What exactly do you mean by you'll never hurt me?"
He grunted his displeasure at losing her lips and kissed his way down her body to her breasts, taking one in hand and tracing his tongue around the areola, nearly causing her to forget what she was asking. "I meant what I said, bella. I will not hurt you."
"Okay," she agreed, and tried twisting her body, because she really wanted to have this conversation, but he was trying to suck all of her mental capacity out through the breast he just pulled into his mouth. She shrieked as the heat from his mouth scorched her, sending floods of pleasure straight through from
