Page 37 of Thalia De Luca

"Around you? Never," Thalia smirks while staring at me with those gorgeous sparkly green eyes.

That's it.

I can't take it.

I need her.

I need to taste her.

So, I do.

I lean down and crash my lips on hers.

I am not going to lie, I thought she was going to push me away and slap me in the face but instead she squirms against me, freezes, and then lets out a moan.

God, she tastes better than I imagined.

She tastes like fucking vanilla. She always wears vanilla perfume and every time she passes me, I feel like I am going to faint. Vanilla is her signature scent. She literally lathers herself in vanilla shampoo and body wash and the lip balm she is wearing tastes like fucking vanilla.

God, I want to devour her.

Her fingers curl into my shirt and my little angel does the last thing I expect, she kisses me back while melting into me. My hand wraps around the base of her skull and she trembles against me. Our sins wash away in this euphoric rush. We are both desperate and hungry for more. And for a second, I can't even remember why she is my enemy.

My tongue slips into her mouth and she moans.

But that soon washes away when I hear the bell ring making her pull away from me and turn her head to see who the hell interrupted this amazing fucking moment.

I see an older woman.

She is looking between Thalia and me with a shocked expression while also smirking at us. Thalia groans and rests her head on my shoulder while I have an amused smile on my face. I pick her up, making her wrap her legs around my waist instantly. And before she can argue with me, I press my mouth on her and slip my tongue into her mouth.

I walk out of the elevator and bring her over to our hotel room door. I hold her against the hotel room door and dig into my pocket looking for the hotel key card while still kissing her but when I can't find it, I groan and remove my lips from Thalia.

"Fuck," I look down and still hold Thalia against the wall as she kisses down my neck.

I feel more heat rush to my cock as she presses her lips to my neck.

Once I finally find the key, I press it to the door and open it so that Thalia and I can fucking get in.

I open the door and then slam it shut before dropping Thalia to the floor and pushing her against the door.

I put my lips back on hers and then trail them down her neck. "Xander," she says my name while clenching her thighs together.

"Stop fucking saying my name like that and clenching your thighs together unless you want me to give you a reason to keep them apart,” I mutter against her skin. Normally the nickname makes me mad but right now, it’s all I want to hear. I like the way she says it while I kiss her soft skin. Thalia whimpers against me. I take my hand and trail it up her thigh where I feel heat radiating from her cunt. When I move the fabric to the side, I can feel how wet she is. "Definitely wetter than I thought," I say in her ear before giving it a gentle bite to the lobe and then picking her up by her legs. “All because of me too.”

I walk over to the bed while kissing her and then I drop her on the mattress. "Xander, please," Thalia begs.

I put my hands on her waist and trail them down her thighs, touching her soft silky skin.

"What do you want, angel?" I ask before kneeling in front of her, my thigh pressed against her cunt.

She grinds her hips down and her eyes flutter closed.

I pull my thigh away and grab her underwear and push them to the side, bringing my thumb up to suck on it before bringing it down to rub slow eight figures on her clit.

"You," she gasps.

"Got to be more specific, angel."

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