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My heart skidded to a stop when she did the same, her eyes wide and taut.

She was breathtaking in the rain. Rain that could never dim that fire within her.

“I still hate you,” she panted, taking another step toward me.

Holding back a grin, I bit the inside of my cheek. “I know.”

“This doesn’t change anything.”Another step.

My body buzzed with desire at every step she took.I was going to ruin her.

When she stood in front of me, her chest grazing mine, she said, “You may have my body, but you’llneverhave my heart. You’d be wise to remember that, Roman Mancini.”

Never, huh?

I wrapped my arm around her waist, pressing her wet body against mine before reaching up to push a lock of hair behind her ear. Piercing green eyes consumed me in all their beauty.

Her eyelids fluttered when I caressed her cheekbone with the tips of my fingers, making a path to the bridge of her nose and down to her plush lips.

I wanted to trace and memorize every inch of her.

Gripping her black curls, I pulled her up to me.

She gasped, struggling to reach my height, her breath skating across my mouth as she exhaled shakily.

My eyes drifted to her lips, flushed, and parted before I brushed my own against hers in a tender swipe, smiling against her. “I must warn you,anima mia, I’m not familiar with that word.”

Chapter21

Aurora

Ineeded him as much as he needed me—frantic and incessant.

The thread had snapped and there was no coming back from the inevitable.

Somewhere between the front gate and bedroom, our clothes disappeared with each touch.

The pace gave me no time to think or question what I was doing, but I didn’twantto think—thinking led to other things… such as my morals.

I stumbled taking off my underwear, the act causing me to chuckle.

“For someone who hates me, you’resoeager.” Roman hummed in satisfaction.

Eager to choke him to death, sure.

I discarded the last article of clothing from my body and wrapped my legs and arms around him.

He held me by the backs of my thighs, his calloused hands eliciting goosebumps along my skin. I grinned against his mouth. “Shut up.”

Kissing Roman was like drinking water. No matter how long you go without it, it’s the one thing you need to survive. But me? I wanted todrownin his kisses.

What was hidden in the dark, I felt between my legs, and it was thick and hard.

I rocked back and forth along his length, a pleasurable sensation building at the base of my spine with each grind against my hardening clit.

“Fuck,” Roman hissed, pulling away with a groan, stilling my movements with a tight grip on my ass. “Keep doing that and this will be over sooner than I want.”

My forehead rested against his, our breathing harsh, mingling in the air between us. “Then take over,” I panted, taking his top lip between my teeth with a hard pull.

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