Page 21 of Redemption

He growls and I feel his breath on my lips, if I were to lean forward an inch I could brush mine against his.

“What am I going to do with you?” he moans as his head drops toward my neck, lightly kissing me below his hand.

I whimper as I feel his lips on me. “Whatever you want.” My brain instantly regrets the words as they fall from my lips. But my heart rate speeds up and my core turns molten.

“Good girl,” he says into my ear. His lips twisting into a smile as they brush over my cheek. “Very good girl.”

His lips are on mine a second later and I can’t help but moan from my first true taste of him. He tastes like whiskey and peppermint. A spiciness all his own.

I wrap my arms around his neck and he pushes me farther into the bricks. His grip on my hip tightening, his fingers on my throat squeezing. I can’t help but push my own hips into his as he presses his tongue across my bottom lip. I grant him access and I nearly lose my mind from the way he devours me. My entire body is on fire from this kiss alone, I can’t imagine what sex would feel like. Hell, I shouldn’t be thinking about that. But I can’t get the thought out of my head. If this man can kiss me like this, what would it feel like with his lips on my pussy?

His hips push into mine and I feel his hard-on. I moan as he pushes his thigh between my legs, rubbing against my center.

“Fuck, Kilian.” My words are breathless.

“You taste like every desire I’ve ever had,” he groans into my ear.

I find his earlobe and bite hard. “And what are those desires?” I purr.

“Doll, you don’t want to know.”

I pull away from him despite his protests. “What if I do?”

He growls so loud as he drops his hand from my throat and grabs my ass, lifting me up, so I wrap my legs around his hips.

“We shouldn’t do this here.”

“I would fuck you on a stage in front of thousands, doll.”

“We can discuss that later,” I manage to get out as I grind on his dick.

The few sprinkles of rain start to turn heavy and I shiver from the ice-cold drops.

“How far are we to from house?”

“Three blocks,” I whisper.

He sets me down and grips my hand. “Good thing we are across the street from mine.”

Before I know it, he is pulling me toward a three-story brick building with indigo shutters.

“Earth to Mira.”

I blink a few times and then look over at Luigi, who is staring at me like my head fell off. “What?” I ask.

“I’ve been saying your name for five minutes.”

I feel my cheeks turn red. “Sorry I got lost in thought.”

“Clearly,” he says as he folds his arms across his chest. He nods to my empty glass. “Want another?”

I could use ten more.

“No, I need to get Aria and head home.”

He nods. “Be safe getting home. See you next week.”

I jump off my barstool and run to the back to grab my things. I hurry out the back door to pick up my daughter. Embarrassment still flooding my cheeks over what I was thinking about.

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