10: I Want To Kiss You Here ASIA'S POV twas frozen in time as Vargas captured my lips in a searing kiss. Did I want to have sex with him? Goddess, yes. Did I want to forget Anton? No... or maybe I just didn't want to admit it. I turned my head, breaking the kiss, my voice trembling. "I can't do this..." I said as I got out of the water. I didn't even care that he was staring at my naked body right now. I fumbled with my dress as I tried to put it on, but Vargas was on me in a second. He took the dress and threw it behind him. He smirked, predator-slow, his gaze raking down my body. "Can't?

Or won't?" He licked his lips. "You can do anything you want, Asia." Before I could say anything, he surged forward, backing me against the boulder. My naked body was trapped between the cold stone and his molten heat. His arms braced beside my head, caging me in. "Come on, Asia... you think I can't smell how wet you are for me?" His voice dripped with amusement and danger. "You want me. I can feel it." I tried to push him back. "Vargas, I just met you..." "Exactly," he growled, "and yet here you are, naked and trembling for a man you barely know.

That's how bad you need me." My pulse thundered in my ears. "I don't need you..." "Yes, you do," he cut me off, leaning in until his lips brushed my ear. "Your pussy is wet, it's jumping, and you're thinking about how my tongue would feel between your legs right now." Heat shot through me so fast I nearly whimpered. He chuckled darkly. "See? I'm right. That little gasp you just made? That's your body begging me to ruin you." "You're infuriating," I muttered. "And you're delicious." He traced a finger down my face. "Please..." I breathed. He pulled back just far enough to smirk.

"When you say please like that sweetheart, it sounds like you're begging me to fuck you senseless." My cheeks burned. "Do you have to be so dirty?" "I haven't even started being dirty yet," he muttered, his eyes glinting gold. "But I can show you exactly how filthy I can get." "What do you want from me?" "What I want," he said, his voice dropping to a growl, "is to erase every pathetic thought you've ever had about that weak little boy Anton." His words hit me like lightning. "So what?

You think you can just kiss me and I forget about the guy who has been the center of my universe for a decade?" "Kiss you?" he laughed. "That's adorable," he taunted, "because I don't want to just kiss you, Asia. I want to ruin you for him. I want you thinking of me every time you close your eyes. I want my scent so deep in you, your whole pack will smell what I' ve done. I want to fuck him out of your memory so hard you won't even remember his name." The shame and heat tangled inside me until I couldn't breathe. His hand slid up my thigh, his fingers grazing between my legs.

My thighs pressed together on instinct. "I'm not letting you leave this lagoon until you're screaming my name." His lips brushed my neck. "So... are you going to let me make you forget him?" 'Say yes, Lyria demanded in my head. 'Let him fuck your brain into mush.' My thighs spread on their own, giving his fingers more free access. "So, I take that as a yes?" His breath was so warm against my skin I thought I might melt into a puddle right there. "Yes," I nodded. "Please make me forget." My nipples strained against his chest, begging for attention.

The grin he gave me was wicked enough to damn me forever. 1/3 10 I Want To Kiss You Here "Good girl." The praise hit me like a physical touch, my pussy muscles clenching involuntarily. He grabbed my hair, tilting my head back as his mouth claimed mine again. The kiss was all heat and teeth, his tongue demanding entrance. His body pressed into mine, and I could feel the hard, thick length of him against my stomach I moaned before I could stop myself. "That's it," he rasped against my lips. "Let me hear you. I want every sound, every whimper.

Don't you dare hold back from me." The way I felt should have been a sin. The things I was thinking could buy me a first-class ticket to hell. My nipples brushed his chest, sending sparks through me. He noticed. He slid a hand between us, as he tickled my entrance. "So wet. That's all for me, isn't it?" I bit my lip. "Answer me." His tone brooked no argument. "Yes," I breathed. "That's my girl." He didn't just kiss me again, he devoured me. His thigh wedged between mine, forcing me to grind against him.

"You're going to come on my fingers before I even put my tongue and my cock inside you," he promised, slipping a finger inside me. I gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. "You like that?" I nodded. "Do you want more?" I nodded. "Use your words, Asia," he growled. "Yes oh, Goddess-yes." He added another finger, thrusting hard enough to make me cry out. "That's it, baby. Ride my hand. Show me how badly you want me to wreck you." I rocked against him, shameless, lost in sensation. "That's right. Look at you... so eager for me, and I've barely touched you." "Oh, Vargas!" I breathed out.

I was close to exploding. His fingers worked like magic as he dug them into my cunt. "Yesssss!" I sang out. "Come for me," he said. "Soak my fingers in your juice." And just like that, my body began to spasm. I grabbed the back of his neck and sucked on his tongue harder this time. He growled into the kiss as I whimpered my pleasure. Our lips fit together like they'd been made for each other. He pulled away, and we both were panting. He removed his fingers, and I watched him through hazy eyes as he sniffed his fingers that were coated in my cum.

My lips made an O when I saw him sucking my essence off his hand like it was pork gravy. "You're even sweeter than I thought," he cackled. His thigh pressed against mine, and he hooked my left leg against his hip, sinking closer between my legs, rubbing and grinding slowly. I could feel how much he wanted more as he pressed against my opening. Huffing, he pulled away. Our foreheads touched. He had his eyes closed and our breaths were mingling. "Is he still on your mind?" he asked me, and detected a hint of pain in his voice. "Who? Anton?" I asked.

He wasn't even on my mind until he mentioned him just now. 'Anton why?' Lyria groaned. "Fuck," he growled. "I guess I really need to kiss him from your memory." "I thought that's what we were doing." 2/3 10 1 Want To Kiss You Here "No, babygirl." My eyes opened, meeting his gaze, there was this look of raw desire mixed with danger on his face "I want to kiss you..." His hand slid up my thigh, lingering...here," he said as he cupped my pussy in his palm, molding it as my back arched in pleasure. 3/3 Subscribe Ruby Walker Ruby Walker is a rising voice in the world of romance and spicy fiction.

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