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“Sophia.” My name is a warning and a ragged plea all at once. “I won’t stop. I told you, I won’t be able to.”

“I know.”

Those two words are the only ones I utter before I kiss him.

Chapter18

Sophia

I feelLucas’s resistance flare and fail in the space of a heartbeat. Deep, carnal hunger pours from his lips, lighting up something inside me. He stands, pulling me into his arms and wrapping them tightly around me, pressing our bodies flush together.

I’ve never been kissed like this. It’s indescribable.Passion incarnateis the only thing that comes close. His mouth devours mine, and I meet his kisses with the same fierceness.

My breath comes faster, and I feel like I’m floating as he kisses his way down my neck, his lips, tongue, and teeth all working together. Every nerve ending in my body is alert, every inch of my skin begging for his attention. As he bites down none to gently at the base of my neck, I can’t hold back a moan.

“Fuck… Lucas.”

His hands grip my hips, pulling me impossibly closer to him. I can feel the hard shape of his cock between us as he pulls away from my neck and mutters, “Say my real name.”

Without hesitation, I whisper, “Lucifer.”

A deep growl erupts from his chest—feral, seductive, and full of want.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, and the sound goes straight to my clit.

In the next moment, his hands are on the backs of my thighs, gripping them firmly enough to lift me onto the table. Lucas stands between my legs, his hands raking up my back. His palms and fingers are splayed out wide and flat, as though he needs to touch as much of me as possible all at once.

He pulls back long enough to discard my shirt, which happens in such a sudden and rapid blur that the coolness of my newly exposed skin makes me gasp. His body is pressed to mine again in the next instant, and desire floods my veins as I cling to his shoulders. Our lips feel like they’re fused together, his tongue pushing into my mouth and sliding against my own.

“You taste so fucking good,” he groans. “Like my favorite kind of sin.”

Strong fingers are on the button of my jeans one moment, and the fabric is sliding down my legs the next. I kick my feet a little, helping Lucas pull them all the way off, our ragged breaths filling the kitchen.

I’ve never been so turned on, so desperate for someone, in all my life. It doesn’t make sense to feel such a strong connection and attraction to someone I barely know. And honestly, the little Idoknow should inspire me to run away.

But I don’t.

I won’t.

Maybe this is all still the shock working its way through my system, but with every brush of his skin, every touch of his lips, I can’t help but feel that this is exactly where I’m meant to be. Where I’ve always been destined to end up.

His hands are hooked under my thighs now, and he positions my legs in a wider stance before pushing me to lie back against the cool surface of the table. All I can do is blink for a moment when the hot touch of his skin leaves my chest and arms. When my eyes finally land on him, I find Lucas kneeling between my legs, his amber eyes staring up the length of my body to meet my gaze.

“Don’t worry.” He smirks. “I’ll buy you more.”

Before I can ask what he means by that, the distinct sound of fabric ripping cuts through the air. My mouth falls open as I watch him grip the delicate lace of my panties and then shred them off my body as effortlessly as someone might rip a piece of parchment paper. I want to tell him I don’t know how many more pairs of panties Naamah got for me, but the words die on my lips as his tongue finds my clit.

“Lu-Lucifer!” I whimper, arching up on the table, my head tipping backward as my spine curves.

“Eyes on me,” he growls. “I’ve waited too fucking long to do this, and now I want you to watch every single thing I do to you.”

As soon as he finishes speaking, he dives in again, his long tongue moving over my clit and pussy lips in long, tantalizing strokes as I obey his command. Truthfully, I’ve never watched anyone go down on me before. Jason sucked at it, so the few times he ate me out, I had my eyes screwed tightly closed, focusing on some fantasy or other to try to get myself across the finish line. I never would’ve thought I’d enjoy it, or that the sight would turn me on, but my breath catches as I watch him thrust his tongue inside me, then draw it out and circle my clit over and over.

“I’ve wanted this from the moment I saw you,” he murmurs, barely pausing long enough to speak. “To taste your sweet flesh. Your innocence.”

“I’m notthatinnocent,” I insist, my cheeks flushing. I may not be the most experienced in the bedroom, but I’m not a virgin either.

His eyes lock with mine, his mouth moving away from my clit as he answers. “Compared to all the filthy things I want to do to you, you are.”

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