Vera's POV"You might need some melatonin to feel better." He said, cutting me off. Then his lips landed on mine, a small peck before he leaned back."Feel better?" He asked."I don't know." I said, eyes dropping to his mouth."Let's find out." His lips crashed onto mine, and my mouth parted, letting his tongue slide against mine. His hand, still holding mine, lifted and pressed it flat against my own breast, his fingers spreading to guide mine over the fabric. Three of his fingers traced slow circles there.I had a loose top on, thin straps doing nothing to hide much. His other hand gripped my hip, pulling me flush against him, and a moan slipped out of me the second I felt him hard through his jeans, pressed against my lower belly.His lips left mine, his hand dropping away from my body all at once, and I nearly whimpered at the loss of it.His eyes stayed steady on mine, far more composed than the fire burning behind my own. "That moan tells me you were enjoying that."He stepped b
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