Page 55 of Promise Maker

“No, I met friends and relieved my frustration.”

Unexpectedly, a jealous fog engulfs me. “You mean,you met with women?”

Domenico looks at me. “What if I did?”

“You—” That pisses me off. “So even after sayingyou’d come for me once I finished college, you were fucking other women?”

Jealousy only escalates when I make out a teasingsmirk. “Why would that upset you when we were oceans apart? Weren’t you doingthe same?”

“Are you fucking serious?” I yelp, throwing myhand up. “You know what? Forget it. We mean nothing to each other.” I start torise.

Domenico grabs my arm, stopping me. “Don’t saythat. Do not lie. I hear the ache in your voice. Tell me what you’re feeling.”

“I waited for you!” I yell, letting the emotionsbleed out. “Regardless of what happened, I waited.”

“Sol—”

“I turned down guys—good guys that don’t killpeople.Iwaited,Domenico.”

“Solari!” hegrunts.

“I fooled myself into believing you were waitingtoo! I haven’t even kissed anyone since our conversation in the garden!”

He shoots forward and slams his mouth on mine,kissing me hard. Tugging on my lip until I open and allow his hot tongue toslide inside.

Sweet lord.

It’s beyond incredible. Everything I imaginedkissing Domenico would be.

My body comes alive as if I haven’t been livingthis whole time. And I’m igniting more with every lick and nip.

Our mouths are communicating with irrefutablepassion no words could describe.

It’s pure carnal heat.

I don’t want it to end, which is why a needy whineseeps out of me when he pulls away.

“Solari,” he groans out. “I haven’t been withanyone since I saw you in the garden.”

“Eight years?” I gasp in surprise.

He conquers my mouth again, squeezing my bodyagainst him. I shiver from ecstasy when he trails his tongue down my neck.

“Solari,” he groans at my throat, raw andinsatiable desire in his voice. “I don’t want anyone else. Only you.” I don’tprotest when he starts easing down the straps of my dress, his greedy touchfueling the fire beneath my skin. “I can’t resist anymore. I crave you toomuch.”

Do I want this to happen?

Yes. I surrender.

My breasts pop free as Domenico drags the dressdown to reveal them.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he growls.

Moans fall from my lips repeatedly as he flicks mypebbled nipples with his thumbs.

“Soround…so perfect….”

I whimper when his mouth latches onto my leftbreast, biting and sucking on my sensitive nipple.

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