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“And who says that?” My breathing grows heavy, and my mind starts to become boggled by the need I have for him. Between my legs aches for his touch, and I’ve never even felt his hands on me before, only in my dreams.
“I fuckin’ well say, Josephine Grace Sexton,” he says before claiming my lips with his.
My lips part with a gasp, and Scythe takes advantage of it, thrusting his tongue inside to mingle with my own. There’s no denying the exquisiteness of his domineering ways as he kisses me. It’s intoxicating. So much so my toes curl, and I slide my hands up to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer, allowing him to deepen the kiss further.
Scythe roams his hands down, cups my rear, lifts me off my feet, and turns. He takes several steps, and then I’m falling backward with him looming over me. Never once breaking his lips away from mine. He commands the moment in a way I don’t understand. I don’t have experience in this sort of thing. It’s not the type of thing I’ve done before.
Sure, I’ve kissed and made out with a guy, but not like this. Never like this.
His wonderful hands roam over by body, palming one of my breasts, feeding into the whole thing. My body hums, and my nipples pucker to taut peaks. Between my legs, I can feel the moisture spilling from my core, dampening my panties.
Time seems to stop in its tracks as Scythe releases my mouth starts peppering kisses along my jaw and down my neck. His fingers curl my shirt upward, and he slides his hand up and under until he’s got my bare breast in his palm.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans and flicks his thumb over my nipple. “You’re a fuckin’ perfect fit for my hands.”
Using his free hand, he jerks my shirt and bra farther up, exposing my chest to him. Scythe lowers himself until he’s eye level with my breasts and palms both in his hands.
“Scythe,” I whimper, completely unsure of myself, feeling uncertain of what to do and self-conscious about my body.
“Shh, Jos, just enjoy the moment. Know that you’re mine, and this body of yours is also mine,” he murmurs and leans in to capture a nipple, sucking it in his mouth.
“Oh, Scythe.” Arching my back, I want more, so much more.
Teasing my breast, he sends sensations I’ve never felt before through every nerve ending in my body. It’s so good, more than good. I could easily come from him toying with my nipples alone.
Scythe switches to give the other nipple the same treatment when a knock sounds on the door, followed by Styxx stepping inside the room, causing me to squeak in surprise at the intrusion. Quickly Scythe yanks my shirt down.
“Oops.” Styxx grins, taking in my disheveled appearance as Scythe stands and shields me.
My cheeks burn with embarrassment, and I wish I could find a hole to crawl into.
“What the fuck, Styxx?” Scythe seethes.
“Sorry to interrupt, but Reaper needs us in church. Something’s come up.”
Well, isn’t that just my luck.
CHAPTER6
SCYTHE
Rage burns through my veins, and I take a breath to get it in control. Finally, having my mouth on Josephine, the last thing I want is to be interrupted. My cock is rock hard, pressing into the zipper of my jeans. Normally, I can restrain myself more, but having her here, tasting those tits and that mouth, I’m more than ready to sink into her. And I would have if not for my fucking twin brother coming in the room.
“What do you mean he needs us in church?” I demand, keeping Styxx from seeing Josephine right now. Normally, I don’t give a damn if he sees the woman I’m toying with. But when it comes to sweet, oh so fucking sweet, Josephine, I don’t want anyone seeing even an inch of her that they shouldn’t.
“Just what I said. So, you might want to come on and get it over with. The sooner it’s done, the sooner you can get back to what you were doing here.” He chuckles, giving me that shit-eating grin of his.
“Fuck you,” I remark and let out a heavy breath. “Give me a minute, and I’ll be right out.”
“You got it.” Styxx steps from the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
Pivoting on my heel, I focus on Josephine as she sits on the edge of my bed, that bottom lip was drawn between her teeth. Damnit, I don’t want to leave her. Not when she’s looking at me with those lust-filled eyes.
“I’ve got to get to church,” I tell her as I move into her space, leaning over her until she has no choice but to fall back on the bed as I hover over her.
“So, I heard,” she breathes, and that husky, seductive voice goes straight to my dick. “I should probably get out of here and let you get to it.”
I don’t fucking think so. I’m nowhere near done with her.
