Page 83 of Dirty Princess


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I swear I feel his length almost as long as my leg.

Hip to knee.

Or maybe that’s the booze.

Or maybe… whatever…

Cullen’s mouth sweeps across mine again.

The kiss is hotter this time.

There’s command and need, control and desire.

Maybe Cullen really is my protector.

Or maybe I’m just drunk and horny.

Honestly… who gives a fuck right now?

He keeps me against him as he slinks back away from the fire.

We sometimes kiss. We sometimes look at each other.

He sometimes kisses my cheek.

He sometimes smells my hair.

I’m blushing hard.

My cheeks are rosy red, but Cullen can’t see it because it’s dark out.

The rest of my body is just as hot.

I’m not one to chase away anxiety with pleasure, but since my life is all about change right now, why not?

As Cullen pulls me away from the rest of the party, I trust him.

I don’t know why I trust him.

What has he done for me?

He’s flirted with me. He’s bought me two guitars. He’s told me to burn the information about my family.

He’s a good kisser.

I think about stopping the kiss.

I think twice.

My brain and body line up together and demand my heart shut the fuck up and let Cullen do his thing.

Cullen breaks the kiss and grabs my hand.

He turns and starts to move quickly.

He glances back at me with a grin.

“Follow me, love,” he says.

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