Page 54 of Satan's Son

I pulled my lips away, taking in a quick breath before he found my lips again.

With care, he lowered me down on the bed.

“I missed you,” I said as I broke apart from his lips.

His large hand cupped the side of my face, such gentleness in his eyes. “I missed you, too.”

“I’ve never kissed you before.” A tiny smile twitched on my lips.

He chuckled lightly, still holding his weight just above me. “No, you haven’t, but I’ve always wanted you to.”

I gently cupped his face and slowly went in for a kiss. This time, it was gentle, quick, and sweet.

“Yeah. I have, too,” I confessed. His hand slipped under my top. Feeling his warm fingers graze my flat stomach caused all my senses to come alive.

His eyes sought permission to keep going, as if he didn’t want to cross a line. So, without debating it or knowing where this was leading to, I placed my lips back on his, and he got his answer.

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