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The initial shock of Maleficent’s lips claiming mine left me briefly paralyzed.
At first, I was like… What the…? I’m being kissed.
Then I was like… Holy wow, I’m being kissed well.
After that, it was all just… Mmm. Nice.
His lips were warm and soft, more of a tease than a true caress, as if he were testing the waters to make sure I wanted it too. I found myself closing my eyes and swaying toward him, cupping his face between my hands and delighting in the texture of his jaw against my fingers. He was clean-shaven and yet still sandpaper rough.
After exerting the slightest amount of pressure, making me whimper for more, he drew himself away, sucking in a soft, satisfied hiss as he went. “Damn,” he murmured.
Exactly.
I felt dizzy and bereft when his heat and intoxicating smell left me. I wanted him back.
“That was…” I shook my head and tried to recapture my equilibrium. “That was…”
“Not enough,” he finished for me before coming in for more and drowning me back under.
The next kiss wasn’t quite as soft. A little more demanding, a little more urgent, he slid four fingers around the back of my neck while his thumb traced my jaw. His mouth opened and tongue sought mine. I met him lick for lick, greedy for another round.
A groan rumbled from his throat, one part tortured, three parts gratified. “Jesus, you’re perfect. You are so perfect.” His palms slipped around my backside and cupped me before squeezing firmly. “Way too perfect.”
The praise made me feel powerful. Delicious. I needed more of this.
A little too eager, I lifted onto my toes, trying to get closer to him. My chest bumped into his and whatever he had packed into his fake breasts was some sturdy stuff. The firm, unrelenting protrusions caught me off guard, and I started to stumble backward, but his hand slipped around the base of my spine, catching me back to him.
His fake breasts bump
ed into my real ones once more.
A laugh blurted from me.
He pulled back, sounding amused. “What?”
“Your boobs,” I tried to explain through the giggles. I slapped my hands over my mouth, mortified about being unable to keep my cool. But holy hell, it had felt as if we’d been having a titty war, and his knockers had kicked mine’s ass. Seriously, I might have a bruise developing on my left breast. “Ouch.”
“Oh shit.” He slapped his hands over his chest, cupping his offensive bosom. “I forgot all about those.”
“They surprised me,” I admitted.
“I’ll bet.” Then he hissed out a breath before admitting, “This is slightly awkward.” A second later, he shoved them up. “Oh. That’s better. They’d fallen down some.” Rolling his shoulders until he was even more comfortable, he added, “I'm starting to realize why you women value bras so much.”
I blurted out another laugh and couldn't seem to stop. “Oh my God.” Tears slid down my cheeks. As I clutched my aching abdomen, already sore from laughing so hard, I bent at the waist and rested my hands on my knees. “This has got to be the strangest encounter I’ve ever had with anyone.”
“You can say that again.” Maleficent chuckled along with me, his head shaking slowly.
“I'm serious,” I said, wiping my tears off my face and straightening to face him. “I mean, have you ever done anything remotely like this before?”
“What?” he asked, making himself sound clueless before he added, “Made out with someone I just met twenty minutes ago, or put the moves on a complete stranger while wearing a dress and fake breasts? Yeah, no. Both are firsts for me too. But I gotta say, sharing them with you has been… Nice.” He stepped toward me, turning serious. “It's been downright amazing, actually.”
The low timbre of his voice made my hormones shudder with wicked delight.
“Yeah,” I murmured before I could check myself. Oh hell, what was I admitting? Should I let him know how much he affected me?
Then I decided, yes, I definitely should right about the time he sucked in a breath and wrapped his fingers around the back of my neck, the touch warm and persuasive.
Tipping his head forward, he pressed our brows together. “Do we have to stop yet?”
