SLOANE
"Rika," I moaned his name softly, sighing when his lips found my neck again, trailing hot kisses along my pulse point that made my whole body shiver.
"I thought I wouldn't see you again," he mumbled against my skin between kisses, his voice breaking slightly with raw emotion. He moved to my cheeks, kissing them gently, reverently, like I was something precious he'd almost lost forever.
I cupped his face in both hands, forcing him to look directly at me. His hazel eyes were dark with desire, pupils blown wide. "Rika, you need to tell me everything. About Athena. I know you don't like her."
He licked his lips slowly, the motion drawing my attention immediately. He nodded. "I will, butterfly. I promise I'll tell you everything you want to know. But can I kiss you first? Please?"
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