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Chapter Nineteen

Willow

The chemistry that ignites in my blood when we touch is the same as it was before, but so different, too.

I don’t know if it’s the perspective I’ve gained in the past few days or the fact that Maxim and I are finally being honest with each other, but as he lies me on the bed and lengthens himself on top of me, just that small, sweet closeness is enough to make my heart feel big enough to hold the entire room.

I cup his face in my hands as we kiss, slowly exploring each other, taking our time with each slip and slide of our tongues and press of our lips.

And all the while, I’m fluttering madly beneath my skin. A swarm of moths has been set loose from my bones and Maxim is the bright, beaming light they can’t bear to be parted from for another instant.

“How can you make me want you so much?” I murmur against his delicious mouth. “Just with a kiss?”

He groans softly, shifting until his hips are nestled between my legs and the thick, heavy ridge of his erection presses against where I ache for him. “All you have to do is look at me, little wolf. One flash of those green eyes and I’m helpless.” He cups my breast in his hand through my sweater and his breath rushes out. “As I suspected…”

I smile against his lips. “What’s that?”

“No bra,” he says, squeezing me through the soft wool. “You should never wear a bra. Ever.”

“You should never wear clothes,” I say, tugging at the bottom of his sweatshirt.

“Especially not clothes like these,” he says as he strips the shirt off and tosses it on the floor before bringing his hands to my waist and gliding both under my sweater. “They definitely gave you the nicer things from the charity box.”

I bite my lip, breath coming faster as he captures both my breasts in his hands and sweeps his thumbs back and forth over my nipples. “It’s Collette’s actually. She insisted on giving me something from her closet.”

“We’re going to make an enormous contribution to their charity.” He abandons my breasts long enough to strip the sweater over my head and toss it aside and then his mouth is where his hands were a moment ago. He drags his tongue over my electrified nipple, sending hunger pulsing between my legs as he adds, “Massive amounts of money. And several vehicles. And a Harley with a side car.”

Arching into his mouth, I pant, “Why a Harley with a side car?”

“Felicia mentioned in passing that she’d sold hers to pay off the mortgage on the building.”

“That’s sweet, big bad.” I fist my fingers in his hair, rolling my hips against his waist as he licks and sucks my nipples like he’s never tasted anything as delicious.

“You’re sweet. I want to devour every inch of you,” he growls, nipping at the underside of my breast, summoning an answering rumble from my throat.

“Then get to it, mister,” I say. “My pussy isn’t going to kiss itself.”

He glances up, surprise and pleasure mixing in his gaze. “What was that?”

I grin. “I want to know what it feels like. I heard it’s pretty great, but if you’re not into it…” I shrug, before adding in a faux casual voce, “Or not good at it…”

He smiles, that big, fearless Maxim smile I’ve only seen a few times, but already love so much it’s probably dangerous. I could become addicted to that smile, willing to do whatever it takes to make him flash that grin my way.

But it looks like all it takes is…being myself.

Because he’s still grinning when he promises, “I’m a man with many flaws, little wolf, I’ll grant you that. But being selfish in bed isn’t one of them.” He curls his fingers into the waist of my jeans. “And eating pussy happens to be one of the things I’m best at.”

“After being insufferably bossy and looking really good naked?” I tease as he pops the button on my jeans and drags the zipper down.

His dark eyes glitter. “Yes. After both of those, but before grilling steak so damned succulent your taste buds will come nearly as hard as I’m about to make your body come right now.”

I bite my lip and murmur, “Promises, promises…”

“That sassy mouth of yours is going to earn you a spanking one of these days,” he says, stripping my jeans and panties down my legs in one swift movement, leaving me completely bare to him.

“Oh, I hope so,” I whisper as he settles between my legs and brings his warm hands to my thighs, dragging them farther apart.

He meets my eyes across the landscape of my body, his breath coming faster. “Fuck, Willow. You smell so good.” He glances between my legs, an almost pained expression on his face as he adds, “You’re so sexy like this. So wet and ready for me.”

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