Chapter 8 Blame The Alcohol (Anj‘s POV) 

“Just a kiss?” Sky Mars, the Mighty Sky, curved a naughty smile on his lips. 

I chuckled, feeling the heat creeping through my cheeks. I knelt before him and leaned my head forward. “Just a kiss,” I whispered. Not waiting for him to answer, I planted a quick kiss on his lips, and I was right about the softness of his sensual lips. 

My heart was dancing with joy, my brain was screaming with shame, and my body was burning with unexplainable desire as I returned to sitting on the sand. I swallowed hard, wanting to run to the water and submerge myself to hide from him. Then, I heard him laugh hard. 

“You call that a kiss?” he asked amusedly, filling his glass and drinking his liquor. “I was right, then. Youve never been kissed.He teased me

I raised my eyebrows and frowned at him. “Excuse me, Mighty Sky, but I have kissed plenty of men,” I said proudly, taking a sip from my glass, thinking of all the grandfathers I have kissed on their cheeks whenever they missed their children or grandchildren in the nursing home

Dylan crossed my mind, but I had never thought of him kissing me or me kissing him. “Really?” His eyes flicker on me, smiling at me. “You must be a witch,” he said, surprising me, but I only raised my eyebrows, not asking why. He lifted his hand, trailing my jawline with his fingers, causing me to gasp. “Your face... You‘re beautiful,” he said, creasing his forehead. I cupped my face and grinned at him. “It must be the alcohol,” I said, but I was afraid that the medicine I took earlier must have taken its effect

agreeing with me.

to the god of the elite. “We should stop drinking, Sky,” I said, standing up and

magic do you have?” he asked, not letting go of me. Instead, he wrapped his arm on my waist and his other arm on the back of my neck “Mental inducement?” I joked, parting my lips as I hoped to chuckle, but I caught him looking at my mouth. I swallowed hard, breathing out as I wished for a real kiss. “You‘re right because you‘re making me insane,” he said huskily, our

most residents wanted me to read romance novels to them but never realized I would have such a great

and loved the feeling of this unfamiliar sensation, but right now, I wished tomorrow would not come, just wanting to stay in

me even more. I am not wearing my

 

mouth. At first, I didn‘t know what to do, but he seemed an expert at this, silently teaching me while exploring my mouth. I could not believe a kiss could be this sweet, delicious, and magical. His

thumb trailed my mouth. “You‘ve never been kissed,” he whispered. His eyes could not hide the excitement as

not remembering that somewhere there was another person probably watching

mine, deepening the kiss as I moan in pleasure. As our kiss becomes fiery and intense, I cannot help wounding my fingers through his hair, just giving in to

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