Page 24 of Mafia Christmas Vows

I mean I’ve definitely been kissed. But comparing those kisses to this one is like comparing rocks to… apples.

This is the type of kiss that makes me feel alive.

I moan, shrugging into his arms. He wraps a fist in my hair, tugging my head back to deepen the kiss.

Holy cow.

I gasp again as he breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck. I moan as they trace against the sensitive place where my neck and shoulder meet, and gasp again as he pushes my silk button-down shirt off of my shoulder.

“You bought clothes,” he growls under his breath.

“You told me to,” I murmur.

That seems to make him very happy. He grunts, the noise sounding satisfied. “What else will you do if I tell you to, Magdalena?”

I shiver, because I’m kind of afraid to answer that question.

Alexei’s fingers grasp, covering my breast. I moan as he kneads me through the light silk of my shirt.

His kiss is like fire.

I feel hot everywhere, despite the chill of the room. I can feel his kiss in every part of my body. I can feel it from the bottoms of my feet to the top of my head.

Alexei’s kiss is like holding onto a live wire.

He makes my body light up like an electrical storm. I can’t even hide the fact that I’m insanely aroused…

And, that I’m making out with him in the room that he yelled at me for being in before.

I back off, breaking the kiss.

Alexei and I have too much… stuff between us to be doing this here.

Too much that we don’t know. Too much that’s gone unsaid.

Too much that we need to figure out before we can be making out

Alexei’s chest is heaving. He opens his eyes slowly. They’re so blue, and they seem to glow as he looks at me.

For a second, I think he’s going to say something.

Then, his face shutters, and he turns from me.

Shit.

Shit.

“Alexei…”

“That was a mistake,” he growls.

I blink. “What?”

“I did not mean to do that.”

“Oh,” I whisper.

“It is just… it is the room. And the decorations.”

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