“I’ve waited ten years. I’m not waiting another minute.” His grip in my hair tightens and he pulls me to him, crashing his lips down on me. I’m only frozen for a moment, and then I’m melting into him, fisting the collar of his shirt and breathing him in like he’s the only pure oxygen in the air. My mind empties of all thoughts but the feel of his mouth on mine. He tastes like the sweetest forbidden fruit, and I feel more drunk on him than the wine. I involuntarily whimper when he pulls away, immediately missing his touch like a drug. His voice is thick and raspy. “Yeah. You’re coming home with
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