Page 66 of Wicked Trap

She dug her nose into his hard chest covered by a thin t-shirt and took a deep inhale. She let his addicting cologne fill her senses. She missed him when she had deliberately avoided him the past week after their kiss.

His arms tightened, and she felt his heartbeat picking up speed under her ears.

Slowly, she raised her face towards him. She didn’t know whether he could see her or not in the dark, but she let her desire show on her face.

“Kiss me,” she demanded softly.

She felt his body immediately tense.

She knew she would regret her actions later. But right then, she didn’t care. She wanted to forget the past tragic memories and feel alive. Placing her palms on his hard chest, she let the hard ridges of his muscles tingle her fingertips as she moved her fingers slowly.

He let out a rough exhale. “What are you doing, princess?”

She bit her lip at his rough tone. But before she lost her nerve, she forged on. “I want you to kiss me... and... and... more.”

She gasped when he suddenly slid his hand into her hair and held her face. “More?” he asked in a deep, rough voice.

Her heart raced as desire coursed through her blood. “Yes... more,” she confirmed.

There was silence. Apart from the sound of the storm raging outside, the man holding her was completely silent and still.

She held her breath too, not knowing if he would listen to her or push her away.

Just when she thought he would push her away, his mouth crashed against hers.

Heat burst inside her stomach and spread through her body. Moaning out loud, she clutched his hair and kissed him back.

But he pulled away and gritted his teeth. “Fuck. We should stop this now,” he said.

“No!” she said, panting out loud, pulling him close again. “Don’t stop. I want you. I want more.”

There was a pause. “I’ll give you more, princess. But I want you agree to our deal.”

She was willing to agree to anything as long as she felt the heat of his kiss and more. “Yes, I agree,” she said.

He resisted as she tried to pull his head down. “Agree to date me and spend time together.”

“Yes. Yes. I agree to date you and whatever you want.”

There was a rough exhale, and then his mouth met hers again. She moaned at the feeling of pleasure. She placed her hands under his t-shirt and soaked in the heat of his hard muscles. But she wanted more. She wanted to feel the heat of his skin against hers.

She pulled away from the kiss. Then moving back a few inches, she held the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up before throwing it away.

The darkness made her braver, but the lightning that continued to flash did bare her to him.

She heard the sound of his harsh inhale of breath. “Fuck, you are so damn perfect,” he growled.

She felt his fingers tighten on her waist before the heat of his mouth enclosed on her breast.

She let out a shocked cry when his tongue swirled around the tip of her breast. “You taste perfect too,” he murmured deeply.

Her fingers dug into his hair and clutched him close as he sucked her aroused breast deep into his mouth. Heat pooled in her trembling stomach as he repeated the same with her other breast.

By the time his mouth left her heated sensitive skin on her chest, her entire body was trembling.

“You taste perfect, princess. I want to taste and see if the rest of you is perfect too.”

His wicked words made her shiver in anticipation. Wetness pooled between her legs, and she realized he could feel it since she was more or less straddling him.

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