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To touch.
To kiss.
To feel something, other than the cold hardness I was growing accustomed to, even though I’d been a dick to her last night.
"Aster," I warned her, my voice low and dark. A promise that if she kissed me, she would live to regret it.
"Just one," she whispered, her tongue flicking out to trace across my lips. It tasted as sweet as the smell of the roses surrounding us. "Just one before that magic is gone."
Instead of kissing her, I fisted the back of her head, tugging on her hair so that her neck was arched backwards. “You won’t want kisses from me, little girl. You’re too sweet and innocent for this world.”
“That’s for me to decide,” the words tore from her luscious lips.
“And yet, you have no idea how I will destroy you. Because all I will ever do is take and take, until you have nothing left to give.” I fisted her hair tighter, and she whimpered.
Not in pain, but with desire.
I growled, the need to possess this woman overcoming me. “I’m giving you this one chance. Turn around and walk away. Go back to the room. That is the only way you’ll be safe.”
Her lips parted, an exhale of two words forming on them. “Fuck. You.”
My gaze darkened. ""You want me to fuck you, Aster?" My voice was rough and demanding. I shifted my hips so she could feel my hard cock pressed against her stomach. "You only want one kiss? That's not possible, Aster, because if you open this doorway, I won't take one kiss. I will take everything."
Her chest heaved, her eyes wide and innocent, but her body still pressed against mine willingly.
Her hand slid upwards, her eyes defiant as she placed it against my chest, right over my pounding heart.
"I will take your kisses, Coulter, but I'm not so naive. There is no softness in that hard heart of yours. Yes, I want you to fuck me. To take me under this moonlit night, surrounded by beauty of this charming, rotten world. But know this, you won't take everything from me, because I will never give you my heart."
Anger flooded me at the reminder that I hadn't been able to capture either Rose or Lily’s' heart either.
In swift, sudden movements, I turned her so that her back was to my chest, my arm still clamped around her waist tight. “Is that so, Aster?"
She nodded, heaving, her breath catching as I suckled the soft skin at her neck. "And what's to stop me from making you fall in love with me?"
"Me," she answered, but her voice was less determined than before. Her head was tilted to the side, inviting me to touch, to taste.
As I nipped and bit the sensitive flesh, I slid my fingers down to her backside, flipping her dress upward. I palmed her ass, kneading and squeezing. God, she felt so good.
My dick was as hard as granite, and it was pressed into the crack of her thong-clad ass.
Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, I could see the tips of her nipples through the cloth of her dress. I lowered my lips to suckle the nape of her neck, and she moaned, reaching backwards to thread her fingers into my hair, pressing my face into her skin.
There was so little cloth between me and her drenched pussy.
I slipped my fingers under it, palming it. Her skin was smooth and clean, and I groaned into her ear, biting down on it harshly. “You shaved yourself for me?"
"No," she tried to deny it, but I could hear the falseness in her voice. "I like it bare down there."
"Lie," I whispered harshly, my finger parting wet lips to stroke against her slit. "You've already revealed how badly you want me." I found her clit, knowing the exact moment I touched it when she gasped. "You can't help yourself."
She clenched into my hair, encouraging me to keep kissing her as she rocked her hips against my fingers. I chuckled darkly, my tongue licking soft strokes against her luscious skin. With my free hand, I yanked the top of her dress down, exposing one of her breasts to the night air.
The nipple prickled as I played with it in tune to the flicking on her clit.
“Yes,” she hissed, her chest thrusting forward into my palm, her eyes closed.
“Here's the garden you wanted to see so badly. Why?"
