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“When you look at me like that,” Malik said as he brought his mouth toward hers, “you make it hard for me to deny myself a taste.”

“Then don’t,” she said, causing him to halt right before his lips touched hers.

He searched her eyes, and instead of kissing her, he moved to her neck, placing a soft kiss right behind her ear. His tongue swirled small circles on her sweet spot until Mya released a soft moan. The teasing was over as quickly as it started.

Malik snaked one arm behind her back and pulled her into his embrace as his other hand went behind her head. Slowly, he brought his lips down on hers in such a seductive way that Mya had barely processed what they were doing until they were already doing it.

She felt his kiss all the way in her toes, feeding her desire even more. Just as she’d predicted, lips like his were made for kissing, and the gentle, methodical movement of his tongue reached parts of her that no man had ever even come close to reaching before.

Forgotten was the fact that she had been holding up her dress. But instead of caring that the material was now lying on the floor, she was more concerned with her wish for his towel to join her dress.