Willow’s POVThe first thing I felt was the slow press of lips against my collarbone, light and teasing.A shiver rippled through me, and I arched slightly, my breath hitching as the kisses traveled upward, over my shoulder, before finally capturing my mouth. His tongue parted my lips, slow and deliberate, tasting me deeply, as if he had all the time in the world. I moaned into the kiss, my fingers tangling in his hair as I pulled him closer.Then his lips left mine, trailing down my jaw, and he sucked gently on the lobe of my ear. I gasped breathlessly. His breath was hot against my throat as his hands slid up to cradle my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples until they hardened under my thin nightshirt.I bit my lip with a moan, my hips rocking as his mouth followed his hands. His tongue circled one nipple before drawing it into his mouth, sucking hard enough to make me whimper.“Mordecai,” I breathed, my voice thick with need, my nails digging into his shoulders.His pale b
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