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No fucking clue.

And this isn’t the time to fret about it.

Because when her impatient lips connect with mine again and I suck in her whimper, I can’t bring myself to care about anything except how good she’ll feel taking every inch of me.

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Pearl Paradise (Delia)

“Feels like we’ve waited for this our whole lives, doesn’t it? Before you, princess, I never waited with other girls. I never had the patience. Now I need to find outwhy.”

I can’t believe how deeply he kisses me, his feral groan exploding in my mouth.

Can’t believe he’s this insatiable, this ready to claim me, the same week he slaughtered two evil men in cold blood to save my life.

I’m even more surprised this is happening here.Now.

But every time Chris’ skin meets mine, this crazy reaction I don’t understand begins. Beyond chemistry. This is pure sorcery.

His touch is black magic.

His witchfire-green eyes are hypnotic.

His mouth beguiles me to lose myself in him on a one-way trip.

Holy, holy hell.

No one but Chris could make the scariest moment of my life feel like it happened a hundred years ago.

Nothing but the way he devours me, his tongue running along the seam of my lips, his hands roaming my hips, could make me believe I’m alive and well andreadyfor this.

Every caress hits my bloodstream like lightning.

My heartbeat drums in my ears, hurling fire in every crevice, every nerve, every dark part of me he lights up like fireworks.

I’m already light-headed with pleasure and this growling need in my blood, but I wonder what regrets I’ll wake up with.

I also wonder if it matters.

Tonight, I’m on fire with all the things that make a woman reckless.

Lust.

Desire.

Need.

My dress tumbles down, pooling under me in a crumpled heap.

The look he gives me is so dark, so ravenous, my skin sings in goosebumps.

I’m about to self-combust in a puff of mad ecstasy as I step into Chris’ arms wearing nothing but my bra and panties.

More naked than I’ve ever been for any man, but willing and trusting.

“Come the fuck here, gorgeous,” he whispers, tugging me into his grasp.

His mouth lands on mine like an earthquake, pushing and biting so roughly he bends my head.

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