Seraphina's POV “Stop,” I breathed.He moved around the counter, slow, deliberate, until I had nowhere left to go. My back hit the edge of the marble. His body pressed into mine, solid heat against trembling skin.“Say yes,” he murmured, mouth hovering over mine.“Say please,” I whispered back, clinging to that last shred of ground.His grin was wicked and soft all at once. “Please,” he said, and the word slid straight through me.I gasped, and in the next heartbeat his hands gripped my waist, lifting me. He set me down on the cool marble counter, and the chill shocked my thighs. My legs opened instinctively, wrapping around him as if they had a mind of their own.His mouth crushed mine again, but not with violence - with hunger, with need. His tongue slid into my mouth, slow and deep, curling around mine, sucking softly. He kissed me like he was tasting a secret, and every time I moaned, he groaned back, the sound vibrating into me.“You’re so addictive Angel,” he whispered again
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