ELIZABETH POV “What are you doing?” I snapped, my voice shaky, torn between fury and the way his touch was driving me half-mad, heat pooling low in my belly. I was supposed to be pissed, not melting like some lovesick fool. “Shh,” he murmured, shutting me up with that infuriatingly smug tone, his finger grazing closer to the corner of my lips, teasing, taunting, like he knew exactly how close I was to losing it. “You look so damn hot when you’re jealous,” he said, his voice dripping with that teasing, dark edge, his eyes glinting with amusement, like he was enjoying every second of my unraveling. Oh, hell no. This man had the nerve to find this whole mess entertaining? Here I was, heart pounding, torn between wanting to slap him and wanting to pull him closer. I opened my mouth to sling something sharp back, but his finger slid across my lips, pressing in, demanding. My breath hitched, and before I could stop myself, I sucked his finger deep, my tongue swirling around i
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