Free Wicked: Tempt Me Not [Wicked Series Book 1] by Lily Graison Page B

circles around her clit and he ground himself into her.
    The look in his eyes never changed, soft kisses peppered across her face and Holly's breathing quickened when she felt her body ignite. She threw her head back, Devin's fingers and cock working her until she gasped, her body tensing and a scream tore from her throat.
    He rode her, grabbing her shoulders and pounded into her flesh, the sound of their bodies slapping against each other wet and loud in the stillness of the room.
    His release came seconds later, his grunts and moans music to her ears and her screams echoed as he drug her pleasure out until her body fell numb and still.
    She panted for breath, her eyes closed, and nothing registered except the spider webs of pleasure coursing through her body.
    Devin was trapped between her trembling thighs, the weight of his body pressing her into the floor, and she never wanted him to move.
    She raised her hand, running it up the length of his back and he lifted his head, looking down at her.
    He smiled, tilting his head to one side. “How many more days until you leave?"
    "Ten,” she said, grinning up at him. “Why?"
    "Oh baby, I'm gonna make you scream."
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Chapter 8
    Holly stared out across the mountain, watching the first rays of sunlight illuminate the world around her. For the first time in two weeks, seeing the sunrise didn't bring her a sense of joy.
    Today, it brought only sadness.
    She'd packed her bags the night before and Devin had carried them to the front door. The shuttle would be there by nine to get her and she didn't want to leave.
    The past week had been pure bliss. As irritating as Devin was at times, he'd done exactly what she feared he would. He made her care.
    She sighed; looking down at his arm draped over her waist, and entwined her fingers in his. His thumb made a slow path over the back of her hand and she knew he was awake. He was spooned against her back, his warm flesh heating her skin to the point she never wanted to move.
    "What time is it,” he asked.
    Holly glanced over at the bedside table and looked at the clock. “Just after seven."
    He grunted in reply and snuggled in closer to her.
    They'd spent their last day together locked in each other's arms. Her body was sore, her lips still felt swollen from his kisses, and she'd give anything for it to last one more day.
    She closed her eyes, replaying the last two weeks in her minds eye, and smiled at the memories.
    What started out as a ruined vacation with her best friend not showing up ended with something she never expected. She'd spent two weeks with a rock star. Two weeks of having him serenade her with his words and songs. Two weeks of pure bliss at the end of his talented hands and body. Two weeks and he took something from her she'd never be able to get back.
    Her heart.
    Holly sighed and pulled herself out of his arms, grabbing her robe, and making her way to the stairs. She knew he was watching her and she wanted nothing more in that moment to run back to the bed and lose herself in him.
    She hurried to the bathroom, showered, and tried not to think about it. She had to leave. She had to leave him and for the first time in her life, she wished she could follow her heart and stay.
    Her hand was on the bathroom door and she leaned her head against it. Her heart felt heavy, her soul weeping for something it couldn't have, and she closed her eyes as the first tear slipped down her cheek.
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    Devin turned to look at her when she walked back into the living room. She'd spent close to an hour in the bathroom, doing what he didn't know. She was dressed, her hair falling in long waves over her shoulders. He'd had her in every way imaginable, every position known to man, and he still wanted her.
    He smiled when she looked over at him. It was nearly nine already. Their time almost up.
    "Do you have everything?"
    She nodded her head, looking away from him before walking to her bags by the door. She placed