8. Skin

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Sara Woodwords

His lips crashed on mine.

There was definitely an attraction between us. Both of us have felt it ever since we laid eyes on each other 16 months. What's the point in denying the obvious?

He wrapped his hands around my waist. He started moving his lips against mine and even though I tried not to kiss him back, I eventually did. I wrapped my hands around his neck.

He pushed me against the counter and bought his body closer to mine. There was no space between us.

His hands travelled downwards form my waist and cupped my butt. I entangled my hands in his thick, dark brown hair and pulled him even closer, if that's possible.

He picked me up and placed me on the counter, not breaking the kiss. He spread my legs and as a sign, I wrapped them around his waist. His tongue asked for entrance as he grabbed my butt, giving it a squeeze.

I opened my mouth and he plunged his tongue into my mouth and explored it to the fullest. A moan escaped my mouth as our tongues started fighting for dominance. Eventually, I surrendered and let him take control.

We pulled away due to lack of breath. We starred into each other's eyes, still wrapped up each other's arms.

"Sara, that..." I cut him off with my lips before he could say anything.

I kissed him this time but the kiss was softer than before. He cupped my face and kissed me back.

After a moment, I pulled away and looked into his eyes. I held his jaw in my right hand and bought my face closer to his.

"Don't you dare say it was a mistake." I said and he chuckled kissing my hand that was on his jaw.

"Sara, that wasn't how I wanted to kiss you the first time but I don't regret doing it." He completed his earlier sentence and dipped his head, kissing me once again.

This kiss was passionate too. I moved my hands all over his muscular back. His hands reached up to my bun and he carefully undid it, letting my brown hair fall freely on my back. He entangled his hand in my hair, perfectly messing them up but I didn't mind at all.

I pulled away to catch a breath but Darius didn't like it. He nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck and started placing sloppy kisses there.

He pulled my body closer and I tilted my head to the side to give him more access to my bare skin.

He pulled the dress strap aside and kissed my shoulder. He kissed the junction where my neck and shoulder meet. He kissed my collarbone after which he bit it. Hard.

"Darius!" I said which although was a complain, came out as a moan.

I gripped his shoulder, as I closed my eyes tightly. He licked the place where he bit me and blew on it. He travelled a bit up and placed a kiss just below my ear. He placed all my hair on my right shoulder, gaining access to more of my skin.

He licked my earlobe and then bit it. I got a tingling sensation down there which broke my trance.

"Darius, the pasta." I said as I looked at the pan which was boiling like crazy.

"Fuck that." He said and kissed my lips again. I kissed him back but pulled away shortly.

He gave me a sexy frown when I unwrapped my legs from his waist.

"Darius?" Elias' voice boomed from the hallway outside the kitchen.

Darius quickly helped me get down from the counter. He hid my left shoulder with all of my hair.

Elias entered the kitchen with a confused look but soon smirked at Darius and I.

"I need your signatures." He said and quickly walked out.

Darius turned to look at me and without a word, unbuttoned his shirt. He handed it to me and gestured me to wear it.

"Why?" I questioned.

He smirked as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and clicked a picture of me. He handed me the phone and as I looked at the picture, I saw bright pink hickeys on my shoulder and neck.

I slapped his chest as I wore his shirt over my dress and tied a knot of its ends.

"You didn't need to leave marks!" I said.

"Diletto, you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy me doing that." He cockily said and I rolled my eyes.

"I've had better." I lied. Even though I've had boyfriends in the past, no one has kissed me as passionately as he did. No one ignites that spark in me like he does.

"With the way you moaned my name twice while we were just making out, I beg to differ." He huskily said in my ear and placed a kiss on it.

"Go!" I said, pushing against his chest. He kissed my forehead before walking out.

He exited the kitchen but left his burning touch on my skin.

~ How Sara wore Darius' shirt ~

~ How Sara wore Darius' shirt ~

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