Page 29 of Promise Maker

Solari turns to leave.

“That doesn’t mean I’ll let another man have you.”

My statement brings her to a pause.

She pivots, the blue glows from the pool creatingwaves on her appearance.

My cock throbs when I make out her pebbled nipplesthrough the fabric.

Fuck.

The thought of licking and sucking those perkynubs and every other part of her has me aching now.

I want to bury my cock in her pussy; hear hersexualmoans, andsee her ecstasy face when her bodyis breaking apart from the rush of an orgasm.

“You don’t have that right,” she utters in a nearwhisper. It takes a second for me to realize she’s responding to my previousdeclaration and not my dirty thoughts.

I fill the space, and this time, she stays put.“You’re mine, Solari, even if I can’t touch you.”

From her shaky breaths and the blatant lustmisting her eyes, I know it’s difficult for her.

“I…I think it’s best if we keep space between us.”She sounds winded, aroused.

I growl at how much harder her nipples appear andinch even closer. “Your body tells me one thing while your mouth says theopposite. If you truly want space, why aren’t you running from me,tesoro?”

As my eyes drop to her mouth, Solari parts herlips a tad and sucks in a sharp air.

I lean my head and slowly begin to move in.

Instantly, her hands fly up to my chest, but sheisn’t pushing me back. Perhaps the hammering of my heart excites her.

I’m only an inch from her lips now, and herbreathing is mounting, hot and sweet air bathing my skin, provoking the beast.

I lift my hand to cradle the back of her head.

“Just once,” I rasp, almost grazing her mouth.

But something snaps her out of it.

Solari peels around and bolts from the piazza.

“Dammit!” I clench my fists so tightly my palmshurt.

It’s a battle to remain in place and not chaseafter her and fucking steal that kiss.

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Except for getting up to eat, I stay in the roomfor the next two days.

Grief is snatching the desire to move, but I’malso trying to avoid Domenico.

I almost let him kiss me the other night.

I was so close to allowing it to happen.

Then the thought of dishonoring my dad’s memoryrushed my head and made me run away.

Ugh.

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