CHAPTER 31
Timothy"s kissing me. He"s dark and warm and thrilling, and when his tongue presses against my lips, I welcome him inside. It feels as if all I"ve ever wanted is to have him inside me—though I often think I"m part of him instead. I"m the stars, burning and shifting, and Timothy"s my sky, the dark and velvet eternity I live for. If tonight hasn"t already changed me, I know now that it will. Timothy"s steel arms bring my hips against his. He"s a brick wall, hard and unrelenting, and I want every inch of him. Catcalls go up from somewhere. Timothy pulls back, his breath rough, his gaze liquid desire. I thread my fingers in his hair, grinning. "What"s that face?" he demands. "That night we danced together, I decided your hair wasn"t long enough to pull. I"m glad I was wrong." His growl sends heat pooling between my thighs. "Upstairs. Now
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