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Taking the seat next to him, I nod, biting my lip to maintain my silence. I don’t dare speak for fear that I might tell him this has been one of the best nights of my life. I snuck out looking for a sense of adventure, and I found not just that but an enchanted castle with a prince charming as well.
But I definitely can’t say that.
“Well, I’m glad I got to be a part of it, then.” Leo’s eyes shift down to my trapped lower lip, a fire igniting in his gaze that makes my stomach tremble. “Tia,” he murmurs, forcing his eyes back up to mine as he leans closer. “I would very much like to kiss you.”
A potent dose of adrenaline seeps through my core at his words. I’ve never kissed a boy before, and the prospect of feeling Leo’s dangerously sexy lips against mine… it sends heat coursing through my veins, filling me with a foreign exhilaration.
“I think I’d like that too,” I breathe, my tongue darting out to moisten my suddenly dry lips.
A slow smile curls one corner of his mouth, and Leo takes my practically untouched glass of scotch, setting it and his own glass on the side table behind him. Then he shifts, drawing closer until our knees meet.
My breath catches in my throat as he cradles my chin with long, masculine fingers, tipping my face closer to his. His eyes drop to my lips once again as he leans in with excruciating care. Heart pounding in my throat, I don’t dare move. I don’t dare breathe as time stands still.
He closes the distance slowly, as if giving me the opportunity to change my mind. And when our lips finally meet, a jolt of electric heat crackles through my body, leaving my lips tingling. I can’t help the gasp that escapes me, and Leo releases a low hum of amusement as I feel his soft smile form against my mouth.
Then he kisses me more ardently, his lips covering mine with a fiery need as his hand brushes slowly across my jaw. His fingers comb into my hair as he cradles the back of my head in a passionate embrace.
A shiver of excitement ripples up my spine as his tongue dances out to trace the seam of my lips. I open them instinctually, and a burning warmth blossoms deep in my core as he strokes between my teeth, tasting me. I’ve never felt anything quite like it. And I want more.
The smoky flavor of the scotch lingers on his tongue. And my desire to explore this overwhelming attraction makes me bold. Reaching up, I mirror his gesture, combing my fingers into his thick curls. They’re silky as they tangle around my fingers, and the low groan that rushes from his lips to mine tells me he likes the way I’m touching him.
A strong arm snakes around my waist, pulling me close, and my heart hammers against my ribs at the feel of his hard chest pressing against mine. The world around us seems to fade as his kiss intensifies, awakening in me an appetite I never knew I possessed.
After a lifetime of reading fairy tales and love stories, I can’t help but wonder if this isn’t what love is like, that weightlessness that makes a person feel like they can fly. I’m falling for Leo, hard. And though I know that’s nothing short of a betrayal when he’s my family’s sworn enemy, I can’t seem to stop myself.
My parents have mistakenly pegged him as a villain, but I don’t doubt that they would see the good in him if they took the opportunity to get to know him personally like I have. Leo’s charming, funny, intelligent. He gets me in a way no one ever has. And it shouldn’t matter that his last name is Moretti. Not when this is the kind of love he has to give.
Slowly, Leo lowers me back onto the couch, his weight settling lightly over me as he continues to kiss me with smoldering passion. His body rests against mine, and the prominent bulge that presses like an iron rod into the side of my hip brings sinfully dangerous thoughts to mind. From what I understand of anatomy, that would indicate he’s as excited by kissing me as I am by him. At the peak of my thighs, heat builds, making me ravenous for more.
My breath comes fast and shallow as I scarcely recognize myself. I’ve never done anything so rash. A small voice at the back of my mind questions how smart it is to be alone with a man, an older man whom my parents don’t trust. But I only get one life to live, and Leo makes me feel like my wait is over—this is where the adventure begins.
Leo transitions his kisses, finding the corner of my mouth and then the tender flesh behind my ear. Air rushes sharply between my teeth as he sucks the tender flesh between his lips, making my body throb. It’s like he knows exactly how to bring me to life, lighting a fire deep inside me.
And as he continues to suck, his hand slowly travels down my body. His fingers whisper across my chest, his touch feather-light as he follows the line of my cleavage that vanishes into my dress.
As he shifts to cup one breast, the warmth of his palm radiates into my flesh, melting my insides. A low, feral groan rumbles from his throat as he kneads my breast through the layers of my bra and dress.
“You’re so young and firm,” he rasps appreciatively.
My heart skips a beat as I wonder if he might not know I lied about my age. Could my body possibly give that away? But he doesn’t draw back or accuse me. Instead, his fingers curl around the low neckline of my dress, sliding inside the lacy fabric of my bra until his fingers find my nipple.
Liquid arousal washes through my core as he takes the hard nub between his finger and thumb, lightly rolling it. I gasp as a tingling euphoria follows, leaving me almost numb with pleasure.
“God, I want to see your beautiful body,” he breathes, kissing me fervently as he fills me with overwhelming need. “I bet you’re the most perfect creature I’ll ever see.”
“Okay,” I murmur, my stomach doing somersaults.
I shouldn’t let him. My father would be furious if he found out. Throwing away the modesty he’s ingrained in me since I was a little girl? Exposing myself to a man? Let alone my father’s sworn enemy. But something about Leo makes me want to know, to understand that deep, indescribable connection lovers have.
Leo pauses, drawing back from me just enough to meet my eyes, and in them is a silent question of whether I mean it, a hope that I did. I nod, the motion jerky with the intensity of my nerves. Then Leo reclaims my lips fiercely, rewarding me with his sinfully inspiring enthusiasm.
Strong arms pull me up off the couch and back onto my feet a moment later, and Leo holds my waist until I’m steady. Then he steps back to watch me. Biting the pad of my lower lip, I shrug out of my coat to reveal my flirty blue bodycon dress. Reaching behind me, I unzip it with shaking hands.
His warm fingers curl around the straps of my dress a moment later, and he guides them slowly down my arms. Then he pulls the stretchy fabric past my breasts and hips.
I let him, shivering at the suddenly intense exposure of bare flesh. My hair tickles as it falls down my exposed back in a thick waterfall. My nipples pucker, pressing adamantly against their lace cage.
Leo’s smoldering gaze travels appreciatively down my curves. Heat blossoms in my cheeks as I realize I’m wearing a rather childish pair of cotton underwear with blue bows speckling the white fabric. They don’t even match my lacy black bra.
