A Taste of Darkness (Embrace the Darkness Book 1) by Carly Claire

Author:Carly Claire [Claire, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen

Remy

Claire is so close that I’m not sure whether I’m breathing air or her at this point. She fills my lungs, and I don't mind the thought of drowning in her.

"What?" I ask again, but this time I laugh.

"I'm not stupid, Remy." Claire speaks calmly, but her sly smile tells me she thinks she has me in checkmate. "I know there's something more than what you're telling me."

"Is that so?" I humor her. It’s hard not to be amused, honestly.

"You're ridiculously rich, you can fly someone into a foreign country without anybody batting an eye, your father was mysteriously murdered, and let's not forget, I was shot at the other day. Two plus two isn't adding up to venture capitalism." She leans in even more, daring me to try and deny what she is so certain of. "I think you're wrapped up in something bigger."

The fire is reflected in her eyes, and it matches the fire in her. I can tell she isn't going to back down. Funny how a few drinks have silenced her outwardly meek persona, letting me catch a glimpse of someone even more intoxicating than I anticipated.

But is it just an act?

People are nosy; I’m used to their suspicions. I constructed my story so carefully that I don't have to concern myself with overlapping lies or getting caught in my own web. I have plenty of prefabricated answers, but I don't want to get into any of them with her. I don't want to talk anymore at all.

She was so self-satisfied, but as I brush a lock of stray hair from her face, that look melts right into desire. It’s almost too easy, the way she abandons the fight. "I'm tired of watching your lips. I want to taste them."

She blinks as if she’s trying to decide how to take that, but I don't give her the chance to figure it out. I pull her in and brush my lips against hers, slowly at first, waiting to see if she’ll react. It takes a second, but she does. She breathes a tiny little sound like surrender, and I inhale it as I crush my mouth against hers.

I've felt a need for her that I don't even understand from the first time I saw her walking around my room in nothing but a bra and those thin panties, a craving I couldn’t satisfy, a temptation I couldn’t give in to. Wanting her these last few days has driven me nearly as mad as wanting to unravel the mystery that she is, and if she isn't going to stop me, nothing will. I lean into her, and she caves under me, lying back on the couch as though she's been longing for this moment as much as I. I need to taste her lips, the whiskey, and the remnants of whatever lip gloss she put on, her tongue...

A small gasp of excitement escapes her, and it fuels my hunger. I need more... more of her touch, her kiss, her taste.

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