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The game of temptation teeters between us, and I close my eyes, savoring the moment.
I’m used to taking the lead in situations as potent as this, but I’m struggling to understand who’s taking charge here—her or me. I indulge in my curiosity and let her take control of the moment.
Lily shatters the tension. The slick, wet clasp of her teeth pinches into my bottom lip. My body is entirely rigid. She tugs me closer. Her tongue traces over my flesh, and when she’s had enough of a taste, she releases me.
“Fuck,” I manage to breathe onto her lips.
She smiles. I fall apart.
My free hand molds into the curve of her lower back, pulling her wholly into me. I lean in to truly and finally kiss Lily Rodin.
Lily’s soft mouth caresses mine without an ounce of tentativeness. One taste of her, and you’d think I hadn’t gotten off in weeks from how desperately I crave burrowing every inch of me deep into her.
Oh, God.
My head’s completely lost.
This is a million times better than I ever imagined.
“I told you,” I whisper through our exploring tongues. “So fucking amazing.”
The delectable taste ofhermixed with the bitter flavor of champagne and the slightest hint of mint is priceless.
“Don’t speak,” she moans.
I roughly grip the hair at her nape with an unusual possessiveness. “I know you like how much I talk about you.”
“Shh,” she scolds, but her groans are enough to tell me she’s enjoying this as much as I am.
The kiss avalanches into a subconscious goal to erase any previous lips that may have wandered here.
Not sure why the fuck I care about who’s kissed Lily Rodin prior to this moment. I never once thought I’d want to drink every drop of her, but I’m on a mission to make this the only kiss Lily remembers.
I fight to leave pieces of meherein the imprint of my fingers on her ass. Pieces of metherein the bite marks across her neck. In her hair, between the lines of her palms, in her mouth’s succulent warmth.
The spiraling need to claim every square inch of her builds with each passing second.
Fucking hell. This can’t be real.
She can’t be real.
“Are you kidding me, Nico?” My brother’s deep voice cuts the momentum of our kiss.
Did I imagine it?
“Nico.” The stern scolding clips at my ears.
Nope, it’s him, alright.
Lily tries pulling out of my grasp, but it takes me a moment to give up her taste.
Luca is such a fucking asshole.
My lips finally unhook from hers, and the panic in her eyes jolts me back to reality. “Hello, brother.”
The euphoric darkness doesn’t leave my voice. I refuse to meet the guaranteed death glare on his face.
My thumb tries to swipe the red smudged lipstick off her chin, but she shoos me away, resolving to do it herself.
