Page 15 of Thrill Me (Dark Odyssey 3)

Something’s off and I can’t quite tell what it is. It’s not that she doesn’t want to be with me, there’s more she’s not saying.

I catch her face, her beautiful doll-like face. It’s funny how the years have flown by. I met her when she was four and I thought she looked like some kind of magical creature with that curly honey hair and her little face.

She’s beautiful and she’s mine.

Once again I’m taking that step and it’s the kind of step that will leave nothing up for questions.

When I dip my head and move closer to her lips I leave no room for questions on what I want. I press my forehead to hers.

“You look good in yellow, you look good in black, you look good in everything. I know what you look like but I want to taste you.”

“Taste… me?”

“Everywhere.”

I move closer and my lips brush over hers. The slight touch over her plump lips sends a blast through me and I can’t hold back. I slip my hand through her hair and pull her to me, pressing her against my mouth and she comes willingly.

She tastes like honey and sex. She tastes so damn good I want to devour her and leave nothing behind. She kisses me back with reckless abandon, giving me the same wild kiss I give her, her hot wet tongue swooping into my mouth, tangling with mine.

Every night we dance like devils, except we wear masks.

Every night a different one.

Dancing on the edge.

Dancing with danger.

Me and her, for years.

Not tonight though. There are no masks tonight.

No masks of friendship, just raw desire.

Want, need and taking.

I’ve allowed her to think she doesn’t already belong to me.

Time to claim her.

Possess her, dominate her, own her.

Heart. Body. Mind. Soul.

I want all of it. Every piece of her.

And, I will have it.

All…

Chapter Four

Mimi

Jesus…

He tastes so good.

He tastes so damn good, my knees… they just cave.

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