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SEVENTEEN
aria
He’sclose enough to touch and reaches for me hesitantly, running his palm along the outside of my thigh. He slides his fingers up to my hip, and I gulp, surprised at the instant heat from his fingertips alone.
“I’m not a person who gives into temptation.” He pushes at me gently as though it will nudge me in the opposite direction.
“Do I tempt you?”
“More than you will ever know.”
I hide my grin. “Then feed your demons. With me. Tonight.”
Our faces are inches away, his breath tangling with my own.
The oxygen disappeared from the room atom by atom, and I’m not sure which one of us actually made the first move. Which one decided to cross the line in the sand first. We stood apart, and then he touched me. Then our bodies pressed together with my naked and damp breasts glued to his chest and nothing on me to tear off.
Something inside of me detonates when he sucks my lower lip into his mouth before biting down, his arms banding around my waist and one of his hands grabbing my naked ass. He tugs me closer, and I feel every hard line of him. Every muscle hidden beneath his clothes and his erection thick and pressing toward me.
A kiss. A simple thing, a dancing of tongues and lips and energy. Simple, yes, and nothing I’ve experienced before beyond a perfunctory peck or a groping, lashing tongue exploring my tonsils.
It’s Devan.
Goose bumps rise on my skin.
It’s Devan’s hand on my ass, probing and dragging me closer. Devan who rolls his hips against me to make sure I feel every inch of his cock as he maneuvers me toward the bed with our lips fused together.
Our bodies make the decision for us in the end.
He lifts me in his arms and carries me closer to the bed, his hand on my ass and my legs wrapped around his waist. His erection presses to my core through his pants, and I arch against it, my head falling back at the sensation of his lips. He trails fire along my throat, both of us groaning, his tongue on my neck.
“Please.”
What am I begging for? I’m panting, clawing at his clothes. Needing the contact of skin on skin more than anything else. I can do what I want outside of Broderick. I can be my own person, and choosing to sleep with Devan tonight is the first step.
He takes us both down to the mattress, one hand pinching my nipple and the other drawing between us. He slides a finger against my core, slipping the tip in easily since I’m already dripping for him.
He crooks it to hit the exact spot that sends sparks up in front of my closed eyelids. I drag my own hands through the short curls of his hair as his mouth presses to mine and turn my head to the side to deepen the kiss, his tongue slipping inside my mouth. My hand is on his chest, all those muscles and a sparse covering of black hair between his pecs. Touching him without breaking the kiss.
He wants me for me, even knowing my past and what I’ve been through.
He wants this.
And it feels too good to be touched this way by this man. To hear him talk about protecting me and wanting me. For the first time in a long time, I feel worthy for a completely different reason than I used to feel.
His finger is still inside of me, and his scent all around me, spicy and musky. It fills my head.
“I want to fuck you, Aria,” he says breathlessly, his lips only an inch away from mine. “I want to fuck you hard enough for us both to feel it tomorrow.”
“Yes.”
I yank his shirt over his head and send it flying. His pants follow, and then his boxers, my eyes roving all over his naked skin. The press of his forehead to mine is intoxicating, especially when his tongue roves over mine, sending me higher, hotter. He kisses me greedily and works his finger in time with the movement of his mouth.
“I should take the time to do this right,” he says, removing his hand from my core only to grab me by the knees and yank me down to him.
“Fuck that.” I brace my hand on his shoulder, licking my lower lip.
“I think what you mean isfuck me.” He bends only to suck one pebbled nipple into his mouth, twirling his tongue greedily around the bud.
