Nicholas’s mouth was hot on mine. His body pinned me to the door.

I attacked his lips with my own, eager to burn away any trace of that mystery woman who had been there before me today. Lilliana? Olivia? It didn’t matter who. My mind was flooded with angry, scalding

jealousy.

Maybe Nicholas couldn’t be mine forever, but here, for the duration of this moment, I was staking my

claim.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed my fingers through his hair.

He coaxed my lips open. It was no great feat.

When his tongue slipped into my mouth, I was ready and waiting for it.

As our tongues tangled, his hands wandered. He’d started at my hips, but in an impatient instant, his fingers slipped under the waist hem of my shirt and teased at the bare skin of my stomach.

moan. He gave me exactly one half–second before he

all

I shivered, even as I burned. His touch was hot like a brand. I was laying my claim on him, but he

palm laid flat against the side of my ribs. Then, inch by small inch, he

bare side

moan and a plea

another inch, and he

again, this time as

we did was breathe on

ready to give up my claim

jealous,” he said, voice low and rough. “You want

safe in the circle of his arms, with his lips brushing

swallowing my moan. At the same moment, his hand shifted,

like this – and

ready to lose

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