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“I’llbe the judge of that,”Iresponded firmly.
“Youdo understand my family is trying to have you hanged?”
“Thedeath penalty isn’t applicable inNewYork,”Icountered.
“It’llfuel them to destroy you some other way.”
“Theycan try.I’llstill keep coming after you.”
Pouty, pink lips pursed.Wasshe always this pretty?Idid my best not to spook her more by staring, on top of coming on so strong.Itook another step forward.Oncemore,Poppybacked away.Iclosed the distance with three long strides this time and grabbed her elbows before she could escape.
Sheglanced at my lips.Forthe first time, she seemed unsure of herself. “You’remaking a mistake?—”
Isilenced her by pressing my hungry lips forcefully against her soft ones.Poppystiffened in surprise, not expecting the intense display.Icouldn’t focus on her reaction as my lips crushed hers unforgivingly.Thetaste and scent of her consumed my entire being.
Alow groan escaped my lips as the subtle hint of lavender reached my senses. “Fuck, you smell good.”Ibit her bottom lip, pulling it slightly between my teeth. “Andtaste even better.”Myhand moved to her neck, gripping it firmly while my thumb massaged her pulse.Slowly,Ilicked down her throat, savoring every moment. "Sofucking good."
Poppyremained unresponsive, causing me to return to her mouth and grip her throat firmly.Asharp inhale escaped her as she finally caught on to what we were doing.
Ipulled back slightly, my lips hovering above hers. "Wasthat…?"Ipaused, closely assessing her reactions. "You'venever kissed anyone before."
Insteadof denying the accusation, a blank mien greeted me.
Mybrows knitted. “How’sthat possible?We’vehad sex, and you weren’t a virgin.”
Sheshrugged as if never having given it another thought. “Kissingseems like a waste of time.Neverwanted to engage in it.”
Acraving stirred deep in my soul, constructed by the surge of possessiveness washing over me.Atleast no one was before me in one arena of her life.
Mylips swooped down once more, my tongue urging her to part her lips. “Openyour mouth,”Iinstructed.
Myfingers dug into her hips to bring her closer, each of them acting like barbed hooks meant to keep her rooted in place.Herresolve melted with each swipe of my tongue, and she parted her lips.
“Stickyour tongue out,”Igroaned.
Reluctantly, she complied, andIlicked her tongue with my own for an open-mouth kiss.Thekiss grew rough and wild, my tongue exploring hers so lewdly thatPoppyshook in my hold.
Encouragedby her reactions,Isurged forward, the kiss increasing in intensity.Droppingmy hands,Ipushed her thighs up, forcing her legs to coil around my waist.Ipressed her against the stone railing, realizingPoppy’shands were fisting my sweater.Ourtongues intertwined languorously, shooting radiating electricity between us.Theatmosphere was charged with energy in the face of something extraordinary.
Evidenceof this strange intensity brewing between us hit me right in the groin.Suddenly,Poppyreared back, her gaze fixated on the bulge brushing against her.Ifollowed her gaze.Mycock throbbed painfully, demanding entrance to her wet warmth.Ihad jacked off countless times since last night after sleeping with her once.Thememory was speared into my soul, andIneeded another taste.
“Lastnight was a one-off,”Poppyspoke whenIgrabbed the waistband of her sweatpants.Shepulled my hand away with a shake of her head. “Iwasn’t planning on having sex again until next year.”
“You’vemet your quota for the year, have you?”Iasked, voice thick with amusement.
“Somethinglike that,”Poppypanted, though her stern expression remained intact. “Andyou came inside me last night,” she accosted.Unwrappingher legs,Poppyslid down my body. “Youwere supposed to use a condom.It’sa good thingI’mon the pill.”
Interjectingimpassiveness in my expression took an unsurmountable amount of effort.Shewas on the pill.
Beforewe could continue the heated exchange, the phone inPoppy’shand came alive, distracting her from berating me.
“That’sNick’sringtone.Hewas supposed to call me with an update onRose.”Sheturned away to answer with a curt, “Talk.”
Nicksaid something over the phone that madePoppytense.Theconversation lasted mere seconds before she slowly lowered the phone.
“What’swrong?”Iasked cautiously.
“Nickfound a video ofRosefalling,”Poppyrevealed.
