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My frustrated growl came from my deepest self. “I’m not your vampire princess. I’m not youranything.”
“But you want to be.” He stroked my upper arms, toyed with the gold arm bracelet.
I glanced down. Confused. Aroused. When had his hard grip changed to caresses?
His body radiated heat. I leaned into him, soaking up the warmth like he was Apollo, and I was some teenage Greek groupie.
“No, I don’t,” I rasped.
But I was trying to convince myself more than him.
“No?” His mouth curved like he knew I was lying, but he didn’t call me on it. He released me and took a step back.
My hands shot out, latching onto the pleats of his tuxedo shirt and dragging him back. He was right there with me, his reflexes as fast as mine. Our mouths met in the middle.
He immediately took control, his body hard against mine, his powerful arms wrapping around me. His tongue licked into my mouth, slow and deep.
Sanity flew out the open windows along with my self-control. My nipples stabbed against the thin white dress. I twined a leg around his and rubbed against his erection.
The kiss didn’t end, it flowed into more kisses—on my lips, my chin, my jaw. He nibbled his way to my earlobe and sucked on it, sending a thrill down my spine and straight to my clit.
The groan that escaped my throat was pure, raw need.
“Easy,” he soothed—and captured my wrists, anchoring them behind my back with one hand while he stroked the other down my hip to the hem of my dress.
He inched up the hem. “We never finished what we started.” His tone was so low and dark, it was almost a threat.
“No.” I shivered, a good shiver.
He had a firm grip on my wrists, but I could’ve escaped if I’d wanted to.
I didn’t want to. He was pushing all the right buttons, the ones that opened the door to my secret fantasies.
“I’ve had two years to think about a do-over,” he said against my ear. “Even while I was hating you for setting me up like that, I wanted you. Wondered what it would have been like.”
The room was so hot. Too hot. Even my lungs felt on fire.
“Me, too,” I admitted.
“So you thought about me?” He toyed with the waistband of my panties.
“You know I did.” I dropped my head back, exposing my throat to him.
His breath snagged, and I froze. Baring my throat had been instinctive, a response to his dominance. He didn’t take advantage, though, simply pressed a kiss to the hollow of my neck over the gold necklace.
His fingers slid into my panties, stroking, teasing. “You’re so wet for me.”
I choked back a moan.
His dark eyes glittered in the candlelight like the shadowed heart of a geode. “What do you want? Tell me.”
“That. Touch me. Just like that.”
Without removing his hand from my panties, he walked me backward until my shoulders hit the wall. He still held my wrists. The position arched my back, lifting my breasts toward him. The top of the dress draped in loose folds over my cleavage. I was pretty sure he could see straight down to where the dress’s self-bra barely covered my nipples.
He kissed a line along my collarbone and down to the arm bracelet. “I like this,” he said against the wide gold band while his fingers worked their magic in my panties. “You look like an escapee from a harem. A naughty princess. Is that what you want, Zoe? To be bad?”
My inner thighs constricted.Yes, please.
