Page 77 of Sinful Promise

I nod, my throat thickening with tears. I want nothing more than to talk about all of it. The stalker, the kiss, how I feel about Danil...

But just not tonight.

Zara offers me a last smile before closing the door and leaving me alone to my heartache.

The shower doeslittle to help.

By the time I climb into bed, I’m even more awake, and my thoughts are racing.

All I can think about is the way Danil looked at me when he asked if I wanted him to kiss me.

No. He didn’t ask. It was more of a demand.

Hewantedme to say yes.

“What do you want, Danil?”

My eyes flutter closed.

Every nerve in my body seems attuned to Danil. The moment he enters my thoughts, my pulse spikes, and a warmth starts to build between my thighs.

I know I shouldn’t be thinking of him like this, but I can’t help it.

We were standing so close, and I could smell his earthy aftershave on his clothes.

Why does he always have to smell sogood?

Even though it’s been over a week since we shared that kiss, I can still taste him on my tongue.

His lips were impossibly soft, which, mixed with the roughness of his stubble, had me coming undone.

Before I can stop myself, my fingers trail over my stomach.

I don’t stop until they’re dipping inside my panties, and I slide two fingers along my already drenched core.

“Danil,” I moan as I brush against my clit.

My body jolts as a surge of pleasure rushes through me as I relive that kiss.

There was nothing soft about the way he claimed my mouth.

He was possessive.

I loved the way he took control. I wanted him so badly, and the way he pulled me into his lap so I could feel how hard he was; made me believe he wanted me just as much.

“Oh god.”

My back arches off the bed.

I’m so sensitive it’s almost painful.

As much as I crave release, I wish Danil was the one giving it to me. Despite everything, I wish he knew how badly I want him.

I slide my fingers along my pussy to wet them before circling my clit once more.

A breathy sigh escapes my lips as I roll my hips slowly against my hand, my mind filling with the filthiest thoughts of Danil.

If Dimitri hadn't been interrupted, would the kiss have led to something more?

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