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do, you’re mine. Aren’t you?”
    I leaned in even further, the tips of our noses bumping. Our breaths mingled, the floral scent of her heady and potent. I wanted to sink my fingers in her silky hair, sink my cock into her virgin pussy. I wanted to make sure she never forgot who she belonged to. I wanted her to make me whole again, to make me remember that I, too, belonged to someone. When I left to join Benson, I’d leave behind a part of me with her, a good part. A part that Benson couldn’t touch.
    “Lily,” she whispered.
    My brows went up at the name.
    “My name is Lily.” Her eyes lowered to my mouth, remained there. “I figure you should know the name of the woman you’re about to kiss.”
    The thrill of triumph coursed through me and even as I grinned, I lowered my lips to hers, brushing sweetly and softly across them. Soft and warm, those were my first thoughts. Tentative, yet bold as she pressed against me, but I wouldn’t rush. Wouldn’t hurry this.
    “Why are you going so slowly?” she breathed, her hand curling about my neck.
    “This is my last first kiss, precious. I want to savor it.”
    The sound that escaped her was part moan, part purr. While I wanted to press her into the wall, let her feel how much that sound made me hard, I held back. An alley wasn’t where I was going to make her mine. That didn’t mean I wouldn’t slip my tongue into her mouth and learn every hot, wet part of her.
    She was delicious, perfect, incredible, hot, innocent, sultry. Everything, which made it so hard to lift my head, to step back.
    “You get one day, Lily. One day of courting. Tomorrow, we see the preacher and I make you mine.”
    She didn’t slap me this time. She didn’t even frown or shoot daggers at me. Instead, she leaned against the wall as if she needed the support and bit her swollen lower lip. “All right, but can I have another kiss first?”
    It was my turn to groan. I wanted another kiss more than I wanted my next breath. “No. I’m doing this right. The next time I kiss you it will be after the vows.” When she lifted her hand to my chest, I took it in mine, held it away from me. My willpower was only so strong. “I mean it, precious.”
    She pouted.
    “And I thought you were a good girl,” I teased.
    Her body tensed at that, but I pulled her against me, her hand trapped against my chest. “There’s nothing wrong with a good girl having a naughty side. Especially my good girl. Tomorrow. Tomorrow you can show me just how naughty you are.”

 
     
     
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
    LILY
     
    Jack’s mouth was on mine, kissing me in a completely different way than the chaste peck at the end of our wedding ceremony just a few minutes earlier. My mouth opened on a gasp at the way his gentle, yet demanding mouth felt as he plundered me with his tongue. His tongue! I had no idea it would be so… carnal to have a man’s tongue touch mine, to lick every inch of my mouth. Jack was overwhelming me, surrounding me and I was sinking fast, my knees weakening by the second.
    After the first kiss in the alley, he had kept his word and hadn’t kissed me again until I was Mrs. Matthews. I knew he wanted to, for his eyes had been on my mouth often enough since. I’d wanted him to kiss me, too. Perhaps because he refused to do so. But this kiss, oh, this kiss more than made up for it!
    He’d opened the door to his—our—hotel room, pushed me inside, kicked it shut, then spun me around so my back pressed against it. I barely had time to catch my breath before he lowered his head to mine. His forearms rested on either side of my head and I swear I felt every long, lean inch of him against me.
    “Are you sure that ceremony was legal? It was really short,” I murmured between long kisses. I barely had enough breath to utter the words. His clean, spicy scent filled my senses. Peppermint flavored his tongue.
    Jack kissed the corner of my mouth, then along the line of my jaw. When his tongue licked at the skin