Page 21 of Room Twenty-Three: Tangled & Teased

“I’m going to kiss you now.” It’s the last time I’m going to say it. The final chance for her to turn me down.

But she doesn’t.

She gasps and nods her head. Waiting.

I don’t let her wait much longer. The moment she gives permission, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck, before lowering myself and pressing my body against hers. I’m staring into her eyes as my forehead touches hers. The embrace is slow and intimate, and I want to kiss her so desperately. Am I about to change everything?

Her breathing turns into a pant.

I’m so conflicted, because I know that the moment I kiss her—it’s over. I won’t be able to go back. The desire to have her forever will overcome the pact I have with Jove.

I run my nose across her forehead to her ear, down to her neck, inhaling her as she pants.

I need more.

I kiss the corner of her mouth, scraping my teeth along her bottom lip before I crash my mouth onto hers, kissing her the way I’ve always wanted to. Her sweet moans make the blood race under my skin. I slip my tongue past her lips, tasting her. She’s better than the finest wine.

Her kissing falters as she gasps, catching her breath. My chest jumps with joy as her finger slips over her puffy lips, and she looks up at me and smiles. I slam my mouth on her lips again, down her neck, every inch of her perfect, addictive skin.

The more I kiss her. The more I want her. I’m everywhere, kissing, sucking. My mouth slants over hers, hungrily pressing against her, pulling her flush against me until her body melds to mine. I know she is too fucking young for me, but I don’t care. This mouth is mine, her gorgeous body is mine, she is who I have craved for months, Atty got to her first, but now I’m claiming her.

Maybe it’s time to agree that we’ll never find one woman for the three of us. But I’m not denying myself of Erin anymore.

Only the chime of my cell takes me out of the zone. And we pant as we begrudgingly pull apart. Her eyes glance to the cell still ringing in my pocket. At least I thought it was my phone she was looking at, but her eyebrows arch when she notices the tent in my sweatpants. “Nothing can hold me down.”

She chuckles, slapping her hand over her mouth. But it’s a sweet musical sound that sends a shiver down my spine.

My head touches hers as we gaze at each other. Nose to nose, before I kiss her one last time.

“You should answer your call.” Her voice is raspy, but her eyes are begging me not to answer. There’s a fire in her gaze. She wants more.

Ignoring the call, I push her until her back is flushed against the bed, molding my body and pressing my mouth on hers, renewing the kiss with a vengeance. She moans into my mouth as my tongue claims her.

I can’t stop.

I want to own her, and every cell in my body pops as our tongues tangle together. Tasting her, devouring her with kisses. For the first time in years, my senses are alive.

I trail kisses down her neck, nibbling and sucking from her neck, to her shoulders, and over her shoulder blades as I get lower.

My hand strokes up her thigh, causing little gasps as I get higher. There’s a rumble in my lower stomach, letting me know how much I need to claim her.

“You like that?”

“So much.”

Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me in closer as she rocks her pussy against my rock hard dick. Her soft moans make my cock come alive. The sensation is dangerous. I want to be inside her.

She moans as I move my cock enough for her to feel me stroking against her pussy.

“Don’t stop,” she begs.

My cell rings again, and I groan. She sighs as we pull apart.

“Sorry, I need to answer,” I say before I kiss her lips one last time.

She smiles. “You do.”

I click to answer my call.

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