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don’t get it. What the hell does my age or my looks have to
do with anything?”
    “Look at me,” he murmured.
    “Yeah, I see you. Are you fishing for a compliment?
    “I can’t fuck you. You’re too young, too beautiful.”
    She closed the distance between them and placed her palm on his
chest again. “I’m twenty-one years old, old enough to know what I want. I think
you’re just gorgeous.”
    He grunted, unable to argue the point that she had only
recently turned twenty-one and certainly not willing to argue about his looks.
He knew what he looked like, despite her words to the contrary. Just her touch,
the feel of her skin against his, and her scent had him helplessly sinking his
fingers into the supple flesh of her round ass and pulling her closer. What
the fuck am I going to do with this beautiful kid? A kaleidoscope of images
flashed into his mind, his lips wrapped around her ripe nipples, his tongue on
her tasting her nectar... Who the fuck am I kidding? I’m already lost over
her. No fucking way will I be able to resist her! What the hell am I going to
do when she realizes I’m a monster? How would she react if she sees me still
standing even after a mortal wound? Bending his head in agony, he placed
his forehead against hers; he was paralyzed with both lust and despair. I
shouldn’t be touching her like this if I hope to keep my sanity.
    Cassandra pressed her lips against his ear. “Before you start
thinking of fucking me, can you at least introduce yourself first? Maybe ask me
on a date first? I may be a bit old-fashioned, but I think that all happens
before we start fucking, no? Besides, you would have to make love to me first.
I will need you to be gentle. I kinda noticed that you’re a big”—she laughed
huskily—“a really big guy.”
    The thought of being in her tight snatch almost brought him to
his knees. I’m so fucked! He tightened his fingers on her lush flesh as
his dick tried to drill a hole in his jeans. “Don’t say things like that,” he
muttered. This reaction to her isn’t normal. It’s visceral, impossible for
me to control.
    She kissed his ear, his neck. “I can’t help it. Why is that?”
She kissed the middle of his chest. “I don’t know your name, but I still want
you. I’ve never wanted like this before, never felt desire like this.”
    “Jesus,” he hissed. Can’t she feel how I’m pulsing like hell
to get into her?
    “Tell me your name,” she whispered, peppering his face with
soft kisses.
    Her tender caresses were playing havoc with his concentration. “It’s
Xavier. Call me X,” he murmured.
    “Xavier,” she said breathlessly and gently ran her fingers over
his closely cut hair.
    His breath hitched. He loved the sound of his name on her lips
just a little too much. That’s my name, but she has no idea what I am. Her
touch obliterated him. He couldn’t resist her any longer. Bending his head, he angled
his lips over hers. It started out as a simple meeting of the lips, and he was
jolted by her softness. Parting her lips with his tongue, he delved deeper, and
his big frame trembled at the first taste of her. Oh God, she’s so sweet. He
couldn’t help kissing her as if wanting to devour her. Holding her, tasting her,
was pure nirvana. It was the first time in his life he’d ever felt as though he
might pass out from the maelstrom of sensations consuming him.
    She eagerly kissed him back, passionately twirling her tongue
around his.
    He was oblivious to everything around them, deepening the kiss
and clutching her tighter against him. She strained against him as though she
couldn’t get close enough. Oh God! The universe shrunk to just her;
nothing else existed.
    “Get a room!” a pissed-off voice yelled from a passing vehicle.
    Xavier raised his head and put her away from him. He swayed
unsteadily on his feet for a brief moment. He closed his eyes and tried
modulating his breathing to regain his equilibrium. When he looked back at her,
she