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“I might be safe, but Xanny isn’t.”
“She seems like a girl that can take care of herself. You shouldn’t let her pull you into whatever mess she’s in.”
I glare at Leone as I try to wiggle out of his lap, suddenly not feeling so warm and cuddly about him anymore.
“But I thought we were going to make a deal.” He smirks.
“I have to find Xanny. Without her, God knows what would have happened to me long ago.” I wiggle harder, but it’s really useless. Leone keeps a firm hold on me without even trying. “You have no idea how many times she’s saved me from the weirdo people that my parents would bring around.” Leone’s hold on me tightens a fraction, I can sense something dark rise up inside of him. I stop moving around. “I’m okay. No one hurt me,” I rush to say. “But that’s because of Xanny. She’s always protected me. Now it’s my turn to save her. Please. I need your help,” I plead. I don’t know what I’m going to do if he decides he’s not going to help me find her.
“All right,” Leone says.
“Really?” A sense of hope rises in me.
“I am a man of my word, and I told you we could make a deal. I just wanted to be sure this is something you really want to do.”
“I do.” I nod my head. “A sweeter deal,” I add, recalling what he’d said last night. My eyes drop to his mouth. I know nothing about seduction. Not like Xanny. She could get men to eat out of the palm of her hand with only a smile.
“How are you going to make it sweeter, little one?”
“Would a kiss from me be sweet?” I ask, not really knowing what he’s looking for.
“I think any part of you that you let me put my mouth on will taste sweet.” I suck in a breath as my mind thinks of his mouth all over my body. I lick my lips as I lean in to kiss him.
“I might be terrible at this. I’ve never kissed anyone before.”
A deep, sexy sound rumbles from him as he sinks his fingers into my hair and pulls me forward. My mouth meets his. I’m shocked at how soft his lips feel pressed against mine as he kisses me.
“Kiss me back, little one.” I have no clue what I’m doing, but I move my mouth against his, wanting to please him. More than that, I want him to enjoy my kisses. And to even want more of them.
His tongue slides across the seam of my lips. I part them, letting him deepen our kiss. This time, though, he doesn’t have to tell me to kiss him back. I slip my tongue into his mouth, tentatively at first. Not sure what to do, I follow his lead. Then when another one of those sexy sounds rumbles from inside of him, it spurs me on. I shift in his lap so I can kiss him deeper. My hands start to roam his body. I want more of him. This small taste is nowhere near enough. Now all I can think about is kissing him all over his body too.
Suddenly, a loud, manly scream sounds throughout the house. We both jerk back at the sound. Then I hear a hiss I know all too well.Bentley.