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 of time,

stared at her, expression shifting, a dangerous glint flickering in his eyes. "Suck

said it, Miranda

her thigh now nudged firmly between her legs. She instantly felt the distance between her thighs widen, her cheeks

God...

touch awkward. "Well,

doesn't always mean good,

eyes glinting with challenge. "Babe,

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

weight Elian's words carried. Oh, she got it, all

exactly why he'd laughed like

he definitely had a talent to

as his

Maybe even more so.

willpower to finally shove the suddenly clingy,

because they were officially together now-everything felt different. Elian was even more shameless, not holding back

Miranda could get out, he left plenty of little marks on

tang of his cologne and maybe a little too much of his

yet, the man seemed

guy who'd bickered with her nonstop when they first met disappeared

voice

flirting with

either." He was dead serious, his dropping a few degrees

tann &

He clearly cared—a lot.

just rolled her