Wolf: A Filthy Sweet Fairy Tale Romance by Miranda Martin

Author:Miranda Martin [Martin, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Published: 2017-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Ruby

I kiss Zane, my body pressed up against the heat and hardness of his. The night has been amazing so far, almost like I've had permission to be someone else. Someone freer, someone who doesn't have to think two, three, four times before every action she takes. Someone without a care in the world, open to living in the moment.

It almost feels like I'm in a dream. And here's the perfect guy to guide me through the fantasy.

I hum in the back of my throat as I try to get even closer to him, my fingers sinking into his hair, my heart beating faster. My body feels so ready. Everything we did before, the hours we've spent with our bodies moving against each other, rubbing and grinding…

This kiss.

I feel a throbbing heat between my legs, a desire to reach for more. Greedy in a way I didn't expect.

Zane breaks the kiss and steps back, my hand in his. "Let's go to the back," he says in a low voice, his eyes intense, his cheeks flushed.

It's clear what he wants. It's exactly what I was just thinking I wanted.

But I hesitate for a moment. I feel on the edge of a decision here, an important one. Is this really what I want? I'll never get this decision back. There are no do overs.

Still, even as I think it, I'm following him through the simulated historic Italian square.

I want him. Badly.

Badly enough to follow my body's desire. I'm already throwing caution to the wind. I don't want to hold back now.

He goes right for a door in the corner that I didn't even notice, opening it and leading us into a dimly lit hallway. There are doors on either side. He leads us straight to one on the right and opens it, leading us into what looks to be a small office. A desk and chair are on one side, a long, plush couch on the other.

"Should we be back here?" I ask, a twinge of worry breaking through.

"I know the owner," Zane reassures me, drawing me over to the couch. "And I don't want to wait anymore."

He makes a convincing argument. And the kiss he lays on me then is carnal. Passionate, no holds barred, deep and dominant, it reignites the flame even hotter.

He'd been holding back. That had been him holding back on the dance floor.

I moan, feeling myself being swept back up into the whirlwind of desire, of want. Zane is a dangerous man. And I can't deny being drawn to that danger.

We kiss for long moments, the feel of his mouth on mine, his body pressed up so close, his taste, his scent… I feel like I'm surrounded by him, all encompassed by him.

And it's delicious.

He finally breaks the kiss, his eyes meeting mine as he lifts the bottom of my shirt, the lust in them clear. I raise my arms, wanting him to be able to touch all of me. But I want to be able to touch him too.

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