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‘Can I try it on you?’
‘No.’
‘I repulse you so much?’
‘You know you don’t.’
‘Then why not let me kiss you?’
‘I’m not your practice board.’
‘So I go back to my firefighter…’ Aurora said, and felt his hands grip her fingers tighter.
‘One kiss.’
He said it with authority, but the undercurrent suggested they both hoped he was lying.
How to kiss him? Aurora pondered. How best to claim her one kiss?
‘What are you doing?’ Nico asked.
‘I want to see you,’ Aurora said, and she climbed up so she sat on his stomach, and it made her insides melt that he helped herandthat he smiled.
She had not looked at her firefighter. In fact she had closed her eyes—though not in bliss.
Now she looked.
His face was still beautiful in the dark: the shadows in the hollows of his cheeks, the dent in his strong jaw, and those delectable lips, and those black eyes watching her.
‘You know how to kiss, Aurora,’ he told her, and she lowered her head to his.
She felt the softness of his mouth, and his pleasurably rough jaw, and she lingered there for a moment, lightly kissing his full lips.
He hadsucha nice mouth.
She gave that nice mouth playful kisses that teased, that were almost friendly—but not chaste. It was like a little warm-up…like poking a big, sleeping bear.
She could feel his naked torso between her legs and the warmth of his belly on her sex as she practised her kiss on him.
‘Taste me with your tongue,’ he told her, and she saw that Nico’s eyes were now closed.
‘I’m too shy.’
That elicited another laugh from them both. It was nice to laugh as their mouths mingled, to share in each other’s breath—and then his hand came behind her head and Aurora received her first proper kiss, for with one sweep of his tongue he discounted all the others.
Finally, she closed her eyes.
Then, as he sucked her tongue and pressed her head into his, she knew she was right to be there, for her body was on fire for him.
He tasted oflimoncelloand water and skill. He gave her a taste of the passion beneath that aloof exterior and he made her crave him.
She rose on her haunches and his other hand came to her waist as he kissed her more deeply, tangling with her in indecent ways. His hand slipped down to her buttocks—and he pulled his head away.
‘Dio, Aurora, where are your knickers?’
‘I don’t wear them to bed.’ She smiled. ‘It’s too hot.’
His hands were on her ripe flesh and she could feel his fingers digging hard into her. And then she recognised the reluctance in him and felt regret as he removed them.
