Get out of there.īut how could I listen to logic when every nerve of my body was being set on fire?
I'd merged too much with Lissa, and for all intents and purposes, this was happening to me. The rest of me, however, was still actually living in this encounter, experiencing it as though I was the one being touched and kissed. Some coherent part of me immediately realized what was happening - and boy, was it pissed off. I loved him, loved Christian so much that. My blood burned within me, and I felt more alive in that moment than I ever had. We kissed, wrapping ourselves closer together. His lips moved from my neck toward my cheek and then finally found my mouth. Just below my ear, I felt his lips press against my neck, followed by another kiss just below it, then another, then another. Slowly, slowly, his hands moved across my skin, down the sides of my stomach to finally rest in the curves of my hips. HIS FINGERTIPS SLID ALONG my back, applying hardly any pressure, yet sending shock waves over my flesh.
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