Page 70 of Money Reigns

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What Ilether do.

She kissed me.

Soft. Hopeful. Sweet.

A mistake.

I wait for it.

That telltale shift in her posture. The horror blooming behind her eyes.

The way her mouth parts to scramble for an apology she doesn’t owe me.

There it is.

She starts to speak, I grip her chin.

Firmly, but with care.

Exactly the way women likeherwant.

Her words die on her tongue.

I pull her toward me.

And I kiss her like I’ve earned it.

Like I’ve waited for it.

Because I have.

My mouth claims hers, hard, deep, hungry.

She gasps and I devour the sound, tasting the moment like a man finally getting what’s his.

Her lips part under mine and I take it all—

The sweetness.

The surrender.

The heat.

One hand stays curled around her jaw, thumb brushing the corner of her mouth.

The other fists in the fabric at her waist, pulling her tight until I feel every breath, every tremble, every fucking inch of her soft body pressed to mine.

She clutches at my jacket like it’s the only thing keeping her upright.

She whimpers into my mouth.

Fuck.

That sound—

It’s mine now.

I don’t just kiss her.

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