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I gulp. “I don’t feel it.” I’m lying.
He pulls my hair harder. “Liar.”
“I’m not a liar.” I seethe between my teeth. Okay, maybe just a little bit, but he’s still an asshole. “Let. Me. Go.”
The sound that comes out of Dion’s mouth is guttural. Like a beast finally ready to attack his prey. One second, I’m standing next to him, bending down, his fist in my hair. The next, I’m seated on his lap, his erection prodding my backside.
He crashes his lips on mine and my entire world turns on its axis, reality fading into oblivion as I’m consumed by the sensation of his kiss. Firecrackers explode in my chest, every nerve ending tingling. I think I might be dying.
Dion weaves his fingers into my hair, grasping onto it desperately as if to moor himself to me.
I am lost in him. My senses heightened; every touch amplified.
My fingers instinctively reach for his chest, and I clutch onto the lapels of his suit, pulling him closer.
With each heartbeat, the intensity grows, our tongues battling for control, igniting a fire within me I never knew existed. It’s exhilarating, intoxicating, and utterly breathtaking.
When we finally pull away, breathless and dizzy with desire, I realize that this electrifying feeling might just be the beginning of something heartbreaking.
3
DION
Who is this girl and why does she have me so fucked up?
As I break away from our kiss, I breathe Aria in like she’s oxygen. I never knew how much I needed air until our lips met.
When she crouched next to me to look at my phone, I couldn’t help myself from sniffing her. It was involuntary, almost primal. Her scent was subtle yet intoxicating, like a blend of flowers and warmth.
My fingers are still tangled in her long, blonde hair as I stare into her gray eyes. In their depths, I see reflected my own desires. They speak volumes without her having to utter a single word. You just fucking met her.
But her gaze captivates me, drawing me in like a moth to a flame.
No matter how fast this lust has developed, I can’t stop it now.
Bringing Aria’s mouth back to mine, I suck on her bottom lip, nipping it with my teeth. She moans, and it sends a flutter down my stomach. Are those fucking butterflies?
Frustrated by the multitude of unfamiliar feelings I’m experiencing, and the deep need to bury myself inside this woman, I let out a low growl and bring Aria’s legs around my waist, seating her perfectly on top of my hardened cock. Her skirt rides up her legs, and I squeeze her thighs hard, imprinting her skin with my fingers.
Within an instant, her hips buck forward, and she starts grinding on my dick.
When I look down, I almost pass out at the vision before me: Aria’s plump pussy on display through her soaked panties, leaving a damp spot on my trousers. Good God.
“Fuck, Aria. What are you doing to me?”
Her breath comes out shallow as she replies, “What do you mean?”
“I need to be inside you,” I groan.
For a moment, her body tenses, and she turns her face away. “We can’t.”
Oh, yeah…her fiancé.
Using my hands on her hips, I help grind her pelvis harder on my crotch. She’s getting wetter, I’m getting harder. “Why not?”
“There doesn’t need to be a reason,” she huffs, breathless. “I told you: I’m not sleeping with you.” But it’s not convincing. Especially as she keeps rocking back and forth against me.
“That was before, when your pussy wasn’t dripping on my thighs, baby. Let me in.”
