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His smile was devastatingly sexy. “No.”
Her heart slammed against her chest as he reached for a wayward curl, and when he twisted it around his finger, the sensual and possessive gesture had Pollyanna gulping with a mixture of excitement and fear. Everything he did had such a shattering impact on her, she thought helplessly, and she just wasn’t sure if it was normal.
Before she knew what she was saying, she heard herself mumble jerkily, “I want you too much.” Pollyanna squeezed her eyes shut as soon as the words flew out. Oh dear Lord, had she really admitted that—-
Her thoughts were interrupted as she sensed Kyr bending down, and unable to help it, she peeked, and the first thing she saw was his smirk. It was an arrogant, I-don’t-mind-you-find-me-hot kind of smirk, and oh dear Lord, she wished she could hate him for it. But she couldn’t. It just made her want him more.
And then his lips touched hers, and there was no chance for her to think at all.
Kyr kissed her hungrily. He had thought that by now, his desire for her would have waned even slightly, but if anything it had become even more urgent and desperate, the memory of his first kiss with her making him wonder how the rest of her body would feel and taste. Moving down, he laid a hot, wet trail on her neck, and his lips curved in a smile of sexual satisfaction as he heard Polly whimper. When he felt her hands fluttering restlessly under him, he helped her by taking them and settling her hands on his shoulders.
“Hold on.” His voice was tight with desire, and Pollyanna clutched his shoulders hard, a part of her instinctively realizing that the rest of what he had to do would have her reeling.
And it had.
She held on to him tightly as she felt him nuzzle the valley between her breasts, and her nails dug deep in his back when she felt him release the first buttons of her blouse. And then she felt it—-
It was like the world had even slowed down for her to savor everything, step by step.
His hands molding her breasts, cupping them, kneading them, and oh God, how her breasts swelled in his touch, as if this part of her body was rejoicing at being touched by its master.
And then he was pulling the cups of her bra down, and oh, how her body arched up at the agonizing sensation of his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin of her breasts.
“Kyr.” His name slipped out of her mouth in a moan the moment she felt his lips close over one nipple. The heat of his kiss was excruciatingly beautiful, and all her reservations and inhibitions disappeared in the next second. She no longer cared about where they were and if someone could see them.
Eyes wide, lips parted, and her skin electrifyingly alive, she could not stop staring at the way the billionaire was laving her nipple with his tongue. When he paused to look up, she could feel her face flaming at being caught staring, but even so, when the billionaire asked if she wanted more, his voice rough with desire, all she could do was nod. The way his lips curved told Pollyanna he liked her answer, and her toes curled at how good it felt to please him.
And then he was bending his head down again.
This time, when his mouth closed over her nipple, he meant business. He started sucking, practically devouring her breast while his other hand played with its creamy twin. She gasped and her nails sunk deeper into his back. But still she couldn’t take her gaze off him, not even when he switched to her other breast and did the same.
Over and over, thoughts flashed in her mind, a running commentary that made what was happening feel even more surreal. Kyrillos Gazis was sucking her nipple. The billionaire’s hands were running over her legs. One of his hands had found its way under her dress—-
“Ah!” She couldn’t help gasping out when she felt his fingers slip under her cotton underwear. His hand cupped her mound and she gasped again, her eyes flying to him in shock.
And just like what he did to her breasts, he began kneading the flesh between her legs, and she fell back on the blanket, unable to stop herself from shuddering at the painfully sharp pleasure his touch evoked. Her head began to toss left and right as he kneaded harder, and when he found that tiny hidden nub and began to rub gently—-
Sensing the way her climax was about to happen anytime, Kyr rose up while keeping his hand on her pussy. He stared down at her for one moment, treasuring the look of wonder and pleasure on her face.
