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My knees cave and my brain is devoid of thought. I can’t think of anything that’s not him.

I can’t think of anything that’s not this kiss right now. It’s earth shattering, bone-tingling, and brazen.

It’s the kind of kiss that can only lead to one conclusion.

He slides his large hands up my waist and fills them with my breasts, gently caressing the ample flesh and rubbing his thumbs over the tight taut peaks of my nipples. I moan into his mouth and melt against the hard wall of his chest.

His lips move from mine and I lose the heat from the ardor of his touch, but heat sparks again when he trails a line of fiery kisses down my neck.

“Fucking hell Mimi, you taste so damn good,” he husks and moves away the cup of my negligée so my left breast can pop out.

Where we are is not private. People can see us. Like all the other booths, his private lounge has a little bar with bartenders and a personal waitress who happens to be one of the women I heard talking about him the other day. She glanced at me when she saw me arrive. She’s the same kind of bitch like Jenna and I bet they’ll be gossiping tonight.

I don’t give a flying fuck and definitely not now.

Right now I’m on a whole other level, because as Salvatore kisses over my nipple and starts sucking, I’m giving in to the wild call of desire that won’t let me think about anything that’s not him.

He pushes me right up against the wall and starts sucking hard, not caring who the fuck is watching us.

People have seen us together many times but what they see is us flirting, touching, petting. Never kissing though, until tonight.

What people see now is me about to cross the line of friendship with a guy I’ve been friends with from as far back as I can remember and my mind is moving a hundred miles per hour. Against his wild suckle all I can do is moan, pressing my head back into the rough wall so I can enjoy the attention he’s giving me. My pussy is clenching with need for him to be inside me.

He stops and the wildness in his eyes is almost scary.

He catches my face again, smoothing his hand down my neck, holding me still so I can stare directly into his eyes.

“Tonight you will give yourself to me, Maria.” His burrowing gaze makes me swallow hard. I know when he calls me Maria that he wants to make a point. My lips part when he tightens his grip on my neck, holding me closer. “I am not your friend tonight,doll.”

Doll…

He’s never called me that before. I almost miss being his babygirl, but… being his doll tonight sounds like something I want more than anything.

It sounds damn good.

Raw desire claws through me, making my body burn and hum at the same time. It forbids me from doing anything other than falling into the enticement of him.

I scan over his handsome face.

His eyes are dark and magnetic, the angles and planes of his jaw are flawlessly aligned and chiseled to perfection, his beard is sharply trimmed adding to the allure of him. Everything is perfect.

The godlike man holding me is hot like sin, but what I see as I look into his eyes is the raw desire I feel coursing through me. He wants me. The same way I want him. It’s the same. No one has ever looked at me like that.No one.

Just for tonight I can forget my fears. Just for tonight I can be who I’d love to be with him.

Just for tonight I can forget how much it would terrify me if he broke me.

On that thought something deep inside me unlocks. It’s the thing that yearns for him.

I can have tonight. I’ll have tonight.

“Understand, Babygirl?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say and a sinful flicker sparks in his eyes.

He fixes my top and slips his arm around my waist, ushering me away from the lounge.

We walk past people. People we know.

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