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I’d done that for so many years. Seven fucking years I’d tried not to find her even when I was dying to. I’d ignore my feelings for her because I didn’t want her to rip my heart apart a second time.

Because of that, I know better than anyone else that the defenses she’s is trying to keep in place are just a temporary solution to something that can’t be denied. Sooner or later, she will burn in a pool of something deeper and wilder than her obstinacy.

Her need for my touch and caress.

She regains her composure and gulps down all of her wine. “I’ll wash this so we can go to sleep.” She scurries off to the sink, avoiding eye contact.

After she’s done rinsing her glass, she dries it off with a towel and places it in the cabinet. Then she mutters, “goodnight,” and starts to leave the kitchen. I stand and stride over to her, grabbing her wrist and swinging her around.

Her eyes bore into mine and sheshivers under my touch. I can hear her breaths.Her breasts heave, nipples hardening. It’s a beautiful sight.

“Dominic,” she whispers. She doesn’t say anything more.

I pull her closer and wrap my hand around her waist. She’s warm, soft and delicate. “I missed you, Elena,” I whisper, tucking a strand of ash-blonde hair behind her ear, my finger brushing her ever so lightly.

“I really missed you.” Leaning in, I inhale her vanilla and strawberry scent.

She flattens a palm on my chest and her touch simmers in my blood,sending fire straight to my cock.“Dominic, I missed you, too,” she whispers, her eyes searching mine, her breath quickening.

I lean in, unable to resist her. “I’ll never let you go again. Never.” I find her lips and I kiss her.

Chapter Thirteen

Elena

Dominic’s lips press against mine and I freeze, not knowing if I should kiss him back or push him away. When his tongue requests entry, I am lost. He kisses me with a ravenous need, whatever restraint I had melts away and I kiss him back.

He tastes so good and reminds me of the way things were between us. I’ve missed his rough kisses and how he explores my body like he’s worshipping it.

When he presses his hips against mine and his erection rubs my lower belly, I moan into his mouth and electricity ripples through me.

God!

My heart is a wild beast in my chest, thudding violently and needing to break free. My body is on fire from his kisses meand there’s a deep ache pooling in my core.I’m consumed by Dominic’s touch and kisses, and I would not have it any other way.

His arms tighten around my waist and he lifts me on the counter. He parts my legs and steps between them, the bulge in his pants meets the pulse between my legs. I push myself forward, grinding on him.

I’m sure I’ll regret this decision in the morning when my hormones are more stable and I’m not pumped with desire, but right now, I don’t want to think about consequences.

I want him, even if it’s just for a night.

Just tonight.

He pulls away for a moment and looks into my eyes, his fingers caressing my hips. His eyes are dark with lust. It’s so dangerous and dark it pulls me in and I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Let’s go upstairs,” he says in a husky voice which makes my spine vibrate. I’m filled with need for more of his kisses and caresses.

I’m not sure it’s a question, but I nod. “Lucas…”

He smiles. “It’s soundproof.” He leans in and lick my lips. “He won’t hear us.”

Dominic finds my lips again and claims them. I kiss him back, savoring the delicious flavors.

Every move he makes is possessive. He’s reminding me of a time when I was his. He’s claiming me and marking me so I don’t forget that even after all these years apart, I belong to no one else but him.

Logic is tucked away in a faraway corner of my mind, so I don’t care. I’ve wanted nothing more than to be his again.

When he lifts me from the counter, I wrap my legs around him and we kiss our way upstairs. It’s only when he tosses me on his bed I realize we’re in his room.

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