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He closed his eyes briefly before looking at her again. “I apologize. This reaction is inappropriate as hell, considering the circumstances.”
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Not as far as Mia was concerned. Or her heart either, as it began to beat louder and faster in response to this obvious evidence of Darius’s arousal.
An arousal in response to her.
Meaning that he returned her attraction to him?
Maybe she should find out?
She really wasn’t the femme fatale type, but…
She watched Darius’s face carefully as she slowly moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue.
His gaze was immediately riveted to the action, the irises darkening in color, the pupils dilating.
A flush crept up his sculpted cheeks.
A nerve ticked in his jaw.
His breathing became choppy the moment she sank her top teeth into her bottom lip.
His eyes widened. “Are you deliberately baiting me?” he rasped.
“Depends,” she answered him cautiously. “Is it working?”
“Fuck, yes, it’s working!” His hand moved up and about her throat, but not enough to hurt or inhibit her breathing.
It was more a show of dominance or possession, Mia realized as his fingers tightened about her jaw, at the same time as his other arm tensed about her waist.
His thumb beneath her chin tilted her face to his, those dark eyes searching hers for several seconds, before his parted lips claimed hers.
Mia stilled even as pleasure coursed through her. Her breath caught in her throat. Her heart pounded loudly enough to be heard in the otherwise silent vehicle.
Darius’s kiss was hungry rather than gentle or tentative, as if his need to taste her was as urgent as his need to leave her in no doubt as to whom she belonged.
Mia had no problem with that, if it meant Darius belonged to her in return.
Except she had a feeling it didn’t, and that once this kiss was over, he would do everything he could not to repeat it.
Which meant she’d better make the most of this ecstasy while she could!
She continued to return his kiss, her fingers entangled in the dark hair at his nape as she lifted herself until she was able to move one of her legs so that she now straddled his thighs. She immediately felt the long length of his cock pressing against the sensitivity of her clit beneath her jeans.
Darius responded immediately, his hands cupping her bottom to draw her closer still. His cock was hard and throbbing as he began to lift her up and down that hardness.
His lips were parted hungrily as his tongue thrust into the moist heat of her mouth, both of them breathing raggedly in the charged silence.
Mia’s emotions soared. Her pulse raced. Her body grew hot and aching. Her nipples hardened inside the lace cups of her bra. Her core throbbed. Between her thighs was wet and swollen.
Darius’s cock pulsed against her with that same heat and rhythm, telling her of his own need for an even closer and deeper intimacy.
Mia wanted that. Wanted him. Wanted—
A loud tapping noise sounded in the silence.
Mia had no idea what it was, nor did she care. She just wanted to carry on kissing Darius. To perhaps put her hand between them so that she could unbutton and unzip his jeans. To release and then stroke the length of his cock—
