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He’s going to kiss me, I thought, only seconds before I felt his mouth hover above mine. But he didn’t move any farther, not yet. Instead, he said, “Remember that. You’re mine now.”
Then his lips crushed against mine, fervent and unyielding, and I got my first taste of the insatiable desire lurking behind Salvatore’s composed facade.
My mouth parted easily for his, eager tongues tangling at the rush that came with a first kiss. Without thinking, I lifted my hands to reach for him and pull him closer, but Salvatore grabbed my wrists and pinned them back against the wall. He kept them there as he explored my mouth, and when he felt sure I wouldn’t move them again, his hands trailed up my waist, feeling their way up my chest until they reached my neck. Holding me right where he wanted me, Salvatore deepened the kiss until I was breathless and dizzy.
I’d never had anyone take charge the way Salvatore did, and every touch and kiss made me realize what I’d been missing for so long. This was what it felt like to be wanted, and that was when I had a thought that nearly blew the top off my head: I’d caused this ravenous reaction in Salvatore Wolfe. Me. That knowledge was power, and it was almost as much of a high as the one I was experiencing now, with Salvatore undoing the top two buttons of my shirt.
My first instinct was to panic. After all, we were in public; anyone could walk back here at any time. But as I opened my mouth to protest, Salvatore narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, and that had me clamping it shut again.
At my silence, Salvatore smiled savagely. “Smart little lamb,” he said, before lowering his mouth to the hollow of my neck. But where I thought he’d kiss me again, his tongue came out to lick at me instead, and a low hum of approval met my ears. “You taste like all that is good. But I doubt that’ll be the case for long…”
I let out a shaky breath, completely overwhelmed by all the different senses clamoring for my attention. The taste of Salvatore still lingered on my tongue, his words echoed in my ears, and I could feel him on every part of my body, even the parts he hadn’t touched. I was rock hard, and with his leg rubbing up against my cock, I was nearly ready to explode.
“I have to touch you,” Salvatore said, coming up to nip at my lobe with his teeth. He bit down, and I gasped, not expecting the sting of pain, but just as quickly he sucked my lobe into his mouth, erasing what he’d just done with pleasure. It made my erection kick, something that surprised me just as much as the bite, and it had me wanting more.
That’s so messed up, I thought—that I’d liked that tease of pain, if only to have the sensation that came after it.
“Touch me,” I said, giving Salvatore permission even though he hadn’t asked for it. I supposed when I’d told him I was his, that gave him an all-access pass, and what had I been thinking to do that? Oh, that’s right, I’d lost the ability to think anytime I was around this man. But I didn’t regret it. If anything, I wanted him to show me exactly what that promise entailed.
One of Salvatore’s hands came up to my neck, keeping me pinned against the wall, and while it didn’t hurt, it was slightly alarming to be restrained in that way. He was so much bigger than I was and completely overshadowed me in every way. It would take nothing for him to hurt me, and yet I trusted him not to.
He must’ve seen the panic flash in my eyes. “Scared?” he asked.
“No,” I lied.
Salvatore gripped my neck tighter, and my body completely betrayed me then as my hips jerked forward, desperate for some friction to relieve the ache.
“Don’t ever lie to me,” he said. “I can see the excitement lurking behind your eyes. I can feel how hard you are, even now, so I’ll ask you again: are you scared?”
This time, I didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
“But you like it?”
“Yes.”
That wicked grin of his grew bigger, and then his free hand moved down to the buckle of my pants.
God, please don’t let me pass out before he touches me…
Fear had always been an instant aphrodisiac for me—others’ fear, that was. Ever since I was a teenager I’d been this way. Some would even say I was born this way. That part of my soul was dark from the minute I was born, and looking back at my past, and where I was right now, I would have to agree, because the spike of alarm I’d seen in Jesse’s eyes a second ago had my dick aching and my arousal increasing.
