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“Dinner won’t be ready for another thirty-five

minutes”

“That’s plenty of time”

I knehat he was thinking but I really wanted to hear him say it “For?”

Cross drained the rest of his glass and pulled h me, hot and thick, like lava

“This,” he hissed

Then his lips were onand insistent as they slicked acrossand tastingI was too far gone to resist, too far gone to do anything other than take it Absorb the heat and passion he transferred fro body to mine

There was so different about this kiss It was almost surreal the way his kisses took me out of my body and carried me off on a cloud of lust and need Want

“Cross,” Ifroh to eat

His blue eyes were so dark they may as well have been black but when his lips s buckled just a little

“This time, I’m fuckin’ you on a bed”

Why those words sent another shiver through ht was darker and grittier, hungry with a raw need that was one hundred percent focused on me

“Oh, okay”

He grinned, like he was satisfied with the effect he was having on me and scooped me up in his arms like I was one of those dainty women that men always carried around simply because they could

“The correct answer is, ‘Yes, Cross’”