Chapter 3 Vivianne Sinclair My fingers tightened at my sides, heart pulsing in my ears as Noah's lips brushed against mine. Then he pulled away, eyes on me. Silence thickened between us, but the pounding in my chest didn't stop... like my heart was begging for an escape. "Vivianne..." he said huskily, his forehead pressed against mine, that flirtatious smile that had my core tightening with desire, lingered on his lips. "Can I?" His face hovered over mine, breath warmed against my face. "You already...kissed me..." "I'm sorry... I was..." I pecked his lips before he could finish speaking, and he chuckled. He leaned in, his face buried in my neck, kissing and teasing the nape of my neck, his body pressed against mine. “No…ah…” I moaned, voice cracking, fingers tightening at his sides. He pulled away, just enough to look at my face. He smirked and said with a shaky breath, “Say my name again, V,” Heat pooled below my stomach. “Noa…” He claimed my lips… Slow…
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