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“Then let me give you a goodbye present,” he murmured. He suddenly kissed the side of my throat, and then he sucked hard enough that I knew it was going to make a mark.

“Fuck,” I breathed out. “A hickey as a present? I guess it’s better than you biting me.”

“If I had more time, I would bite you,” he said, barely lifting his lips from me. “I could mark your entire body, and you’d still be begging for more.”

“If you stay any longer, you’re going to get caught,” I gritted out.

“I can hear everyone in this house,” he told me. “I have plenty of time.”

I swallowed, my heart pounding faster. “Time for what?”

“Let me teach you.” He kissed the other side of my throat as he repeated the words from the other day. “You enjoyed sitting on my lap. Let me show you how much you can enjoy being underneath me.”

Chapter37

Kali

Ireally should have started screaming. If I did, he’d be gone in a flash. But I couldn’t push out a word even if I tried. Because his lips were now skimming my collarbone, and I couldn’t form a complete thought. What was one night? One time, and he’d leave. And I’d be gone as soon as the sun came up.

“Fuck it,” I muttered.

“I need to hear you say it, Kali,” he demanded.

“Say what?”

“Tell me yes. That you want me.”

“Yes,” I whispered. “But only for tonight.”

That was apparently all he needed because a second later, his lips crashed down on mine. He kept my wrists trapped above me, and his other hand went to my hip. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, taking control. And I let him. Because it felt too good to think rationally right now. I shouldn’t be doing this. Knowing this was about as forbidden as I could get had my heart racing. If someone walked in right now, I was done for. The Clovers would disown me.

I was relying on Zan to make sure we weren’t interrupted. I stilled when that realization hit me. I was putting trust in him. Something I really shouldn’t be doing.

“Stop,” he said gruffly, pulling his lips off mine just enough to speak. “Don’t think about it.”

I scowled. “Don’t act like you know what I’m thinking.”

“But Idoknow,” he murmured. “You’re letting outside problems in right now. I don’t want you thinking about that. Or anything else. Only me.”

I sucked in a breath when he wedged his knee between my legs, spreading them farther apart. His head dropped back down, and he kissed my neck again, no doubt feeling my thudding pulse. This time, he sucked hard enough to leave another mark. What was I doing? If he wanted to feed or bite me, he had every opportunity right now, and I was helpless under him.

My worries fled from my mind when his hand drifted from my hip to the inside of my thigh. His fingers traced a trail upward until they brushed my clit over my leggings. Heat flushed through my veins at his slight touch, my body already begging him to keep going. It had been over a year since anyone had touched me there. And I was already enjoying Zan’s hand much more than any other man I’d been with.

He finally released my wrists, and the next thing I knew, he was slipping my shirt over my head. Since I wasn’t wearing a bra, my top half was exposed to him. He muttered a curse, dragging his lips across my collarbone.

“Why are you so goddamn addicting?” he breathed out. “I can’t get you out of my fucking head.”

“I thought I was infuriating,” I snarked, my breath catching when his tongue flicked over my nipple.

He chuckled. “That too. But I think you’ll be a little too distracted tonight to try and get under my skin.”

His mouth covered my nipple, and I let out a small yelp when he teased it with his tongue. Jolts of pleasure traveled through me when he switched to my other breast, giving it the same attention. His fingers were still rubbing my clit through the leggings, and he didn’t stop, even as I was practically writhing underneath him.

Nothing was in my head except the pleasure he was overwhelming me with. I’d never had a man have me so close to the edge so fast, and Zan hadn’t even taken off my pants yet. My past experiences were nothing like this. Every guy I’d been with just jumped into sex without a care about getting me off.

My muscles tensed, and I could feel myself getting close until Zan suddenly stopped. He pulled his hand away from my pussy but kept teasing my nipples with his mouth. I arched my back, silently demanding more, but he only grabbed my hip and pressed me back into the mattress.

“You’re lucky we’re on a time crunch,” he muttered, scooting down and grabbing the waistband of my leggings.

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