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.

He gave me exactly one half–second before he plunged back

all over

a brand. I was laying my claim on him, but he was just as easily doing the

his fingertips touched the edge of my bra, he deftly worked his way beneath it. His palm laid flat against the side of my ribs. Then, inch by small inch, he

brushed against the bare side of my breast,

I said, a moan and a plea both.

His hand moved another inch, and he cupped

this time as a sigh.

when all we did was breathe on

ready to give up my

jealous,” he said, voice low and

safe in the

back into my mouth, swallowing my moan. At the same moment, his hand shifted, and he fully grabbed my breast. My aching, peaked nipple brushed

couldn’t remember the last time I had been touched like this – and wanted it. I was desperate for him. For more. For

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