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I can bite them if I wanted to. Mark them.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
Her fingers curl and open at her hips, over and over. Her breasts rise upward with every pull of air. Once again, I’m distracted and my cock hardens in my pants.
Pushing my urges aside, I drape the dress over her head. Emily gasps when my hand brings the rest of the dress down around her hips. She pushes her knees together and shifts, as if trying to shield herself from me.
It’s not just her face that’s red anymore. Her upper chest is flushed as well. And the freckles on her skin darken.
“Hold still,” I breathe.
“I am.”
She isn’t. She keeps trembling, and her hips are swaying from side to side. My hands rest on them to steady her before I grab the button above her lower back, and feed it through its paired hole.
One by one, I work my way up her spine, closing her into the dress.
Emily’s breathing quickens when I brush the closure of her bra. I can kiss her shoulder if I want to, and I fucking want to.
But I resist.
“Hmm,” I hum.
“What?” She whispers.
“I don’t remember you ever being this quiet.”
Her shoulder blades pinch together. I can’t see her face, and I wonder what she’s thinking. If her body is telling the truth, she’s spellbound by my touch. I stare at the back of her ear, recalling the light bite I left on it earlier today.
I want a repeat as much as she does.
That much is for certain.
But I can’t. It’s already hard enough for me to tear myself away from her. It’s already hard enough to keep lying that I’m doingmorethan just using her.
I’m doing somethingfarmore dangerous.
Something that even I don’t dare to give shape to, even in my thoughts.
Something that Sima warned me about the moment I brought Emily onto the plane.
Tucking the final button into place, my fingers trace over the soft material, marveling where it creates an upside-down heart on her back.
“Done.”
She shivers down to her toes from my touch. “How do I look?”
Holding her hips, I turn her around. When she’s final facing me, the world seems to fall away from around me.
She looks absolutely stunning.
The breeze rises again, and sends strands of her hair spiraling. Before I can help myself, I wind her hair in my fingers to brush it aside, exposing her naked shoulders and long neck.
“Well?” she asks.
The dress clings to her waist, enhancing her hips, giving them a rounder look. It covers her breasts but leaves a tantalizing gap of cleavage. The watery material clings to her curves, accentuating her beauty. My hands glide down her hourglass figure.
Her eyes widen as mine darken with lust.
