“I can never decide what I need most,” he said with a rasp that made me shiver, “my hands on you, my fangs in your neck, or”—he nudged my thighs wider with one knee and moved between my spread legs—“my cock inside you.” “Why choose?” I bit my lip as our fully dressed bodies fought the restrictions of our clothing. Tasting blood, I released it and hoped he would come back for seconds. Julian’s mouth curved into a wicked grin that made my heart do a somersault. “You have a very dirty mind for someone who was recently a virgin.”
