Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 417

But the man on top of her didn't seem to react much-except for that barely restrained longing, now buzzing through him so intensely it made his scalp tingle.

Elian had always had this wild, almost insane attraction to Miranda. Now there was more-emotion, atmosphere, the official announcement of their relationship. The excitement and thrill of it all made his desire nearly impossible to control.

It just... overflowed, like a dam bursting open.

"You seriously want to do this here?" Miranda teased, eyebrow raised.

Elian froze. He just lay there, sprawled across her, not moving, his breath warm against her neck.

His voice was soft, laced with a heavy, lingering affection.

"I can't help it..."

"I like you too much..."

"I don't want our first time to be here. Let's wait until we're married, okay?"

Miranda hesitated, then smirked. "Well, I mean, it doesn't have to be after we're married, you know."

Elian blinked. "What?"

Miranda cleared her throat, a little embarrassed. "I mean-what if we get married and you suck in bed? That's a lot of paperwork for a refund."

Maybe it had something to do with Miranda's job, but she wasn't shy about this stuff. She knew what she liked.

Why bother if it wasn't going to be fun?

waste

shifting, a dangerous glint

soon as he said it, Miranda

nudged firmly between her legs. She instantly felt the distance between

God...

a touch awkward. "Well, sometimes it's all about... you know, personal

doesn't always mean good,

curled into a cocky grin, his eyes glinting with challenge. "Babe, are you really questioning my skills

look made Miranda's ears go red. He was clearly enjoying her fluster, almost mocking her

just how much weight Elian's words carried. Oh, she got

exactly why he'd laughed

he definitely had a talent to be

impressive as his military

Maybe even more so.

her willpower to finally shove the suddenly clingy, sticky Elian off

her as she walked away. Maybe it was because they were officially together now-everything felt different. Elian

get out, he left plenty of little marks on

taste the faint tang of his cologne and maybe a little too

man seemed absolutely delighted

her nonstop

his voice

go flirting with any

either." He was dead serious, his dropping a

tann &

He clearly cared—a lot.

rolled