Kiss and Burn

Kiss and Burn

Nikki
Winter

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Published by: Nikki Winter Publishing

Cover Art: Bree Archer

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Dedication

Um, hello, hi. Sooo, this took
place and I’m fairly certain I’m happy about it. I mean, I really have no
choice. If I try to redo it all, I may find myself hurt by a certain London
dweller with a very concise devotion to one by the name of Elijah Aaronson so
there’s that. Ah, also, I have the best friends ever. They’re better than
yours. No, no, don’t argue. Trust me, they are. We square? Cool. Great.
Uh…enjoy and all that! –Nikki

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This work of erotica contains
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Acknowledgement

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ABC network

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Adele

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Downtown Abbey

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Hyde

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Looney Tunes

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Marc Jacobs

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Pink Floyd

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Polo

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Queen

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Rubik’s Cube

Night of the Charity Ball…

“If you don’t get your spontaneous hips under
control, Maikao’s going to break you off at the knees then bronze you before
mounting you on a wall like Safari game.”

Eli
Aaronson
took his eyes off his best
friend and said best friend’s woman as they left the ballroom, slowly turning
towards the sound of the low husky voice behind him. His brows winged as Carmen
Sanchez came into view. He’d heard enough from Addison about her infamous
friend’s struggle with filtering her words that he wasn’t the least bit
surprised. “Trust me, sweetheart, my hips are anything but spontaneous. They
move on command and they do so rather well.”

Full lips curved up on one side, dark eyes
dancing with amusement. “From where I was standing...it didn’t look like it. I
was briefly questioning the need for a medic. Then I decided to wait and see if
you’d come close to swallowing your tongue first.”

The subtle scent of Japanese cherry blossoms
greeted his nostrils as he took a step forward, and stared down at her. “Are
you angling for a demonstration?” Eli had no issue with giving her one...a
long
one. He was used to this game by now—beautiful woman, nonchalant interest,
cat and mouse.

He’d make small talk, they’d probably dance,
and he’d entice her; leading to her ass resting against his thighs as he
listened to her call for God and every higher power that could sustain her
while in his bed.

She snorted and reached up to pat his shoulder.
“Trust
me,
sweetheart
,”
Carmen’s voice held the faint note of
mockery. “I’d break you and then leave your
Mamá
to mourn the shattered pieces.” She turned to walk away but Eli caught her hand
and spun her back as the band started up with another song.

“How about we test that theory?” He murmured
near her ear as they moved in tandem on the dance floor. Eli knew he’d missed
his chance to go to Comic Con for a
good
fucking
reason and Carmen definitely seemed to be said
good
fucking reason.

Lucky for him, Maikao had started acting like
the ruler of all things twattish and pulled Addison away. He didn’t get those
two. Why not just settle it in bed and be done with it? Everything he’d done
tonight had been to purposely push Maikao into losing it. It had worked but the
rest didn’t pan out. Playing cupid was frustrating as fuck.

Yet, the gorgeous woman with the dark eyes and
beautiful skin currently in his arms was more than worth the frustration. Maybe
tonight wouldn’t be a total loss. Maybe tomorrow, he’d wake up with a bit of
breakfast in bed before he convinced Carmen that he could make her see Olympus
if he put his tongue in the right place.

His lips curled as he spun her out then brought
her back to his chest. “Tell me something, Ms. Sanchez, does it feel like I’m
moving awkwardly to you?”

Her chuckle made him grin right before she
discreetly put her hand between their bodies and squeezed his cock hard enough
that his throat constricted as though he were having an allergy attack.

With a smile she murmured, “Let’s be clear.
Just because this is attached to you now, doesn’t mean that if you piss me off
it can’t become
unattached
, so you
can stop subtly nudging it against me as though I’m going to drop to my knees
right here. We’re dancing. Enjoy the experience while it lasts because I’m
feeling just benevolent enough to allow you to bask my presence—that which
brings many unimaginable joy.”

She was so
mean.
He liked it, maybe a
little too much. Instead of removing her hand, he simply placed his own on top
of hers and made her palm stroke down the length of him until he heard the
subtle hitch in her breathing. Sliding his other hand down the expanse of her
spine, he played with backless cut of her gown that stopped just a few inches
above the rise of her luscious ass, leaning in to whisper, “If you wanted to
touch, all you had to do was ask.”

Something flashed in her gaze. “I can’t tell
you how much I believe that’s true.”

Now what did
that
mean? Before he could
ask, Maikao came barreling towards them, hands running through his hair and
tugging.

Eli
pulled away from Carmen but was nowhere near
done with her. He wanted her. He would have her. Preferably tonight.

“What’d you do?” Eli questioned before Maikao
could even open his mouth.

His friend stuffed his hands into the pockets
of his tux trousers. “I fucked up...
royally.”

“Mak? Is that lipstick on your face?” Carmen
questioned, reaching up to swipe some of it off the other man’s cheek. The
simple action made a wave of possessiveness rise in Eli that he didn’t want to
examine. He just knew he didn’t want her touching another man...ever.

He blinked. Where the fuck did that come from?
Carmen didn’t belong to him. This was the first time he’d ever seen her in
person and he, of course, wanted to see her naked but he shouldn’t really care
who she did or didn’t touch.

Maikao grimaced. “Yeah.”

“Goddammit,” Carmen sighed. “Where is she?”

“Gone.”

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. “And now
it’s time for damage control.” With that, she pushed past the both of them.

Eli
tossed Maikao a look and followed behind her,
deciding to deal with his friend later.
Much…much
later.

“Carmen, wait.”

She turned around as they reached the pavement
outside.

“I could give you a ride home,” he suggested.

Carmen snorted. “Yes, you could.”

Nodding, he reached in his pocket for his keys.
“My truck is—”

“I said you
could,”
she suddenly cut in.
“I didn’t say I
wanted
you to. Besides, I drove.”

He frowned.

She stepped closer and patted his shoulder in
that same, goddamn condescending way she’d done before. “Look, I’m sure you’re
a wonderful guy and an amazing fuck but I’m going to politely decline your offer.”

“Politely decline my offer?” Eli echoed
incredulous. Was she serious?

Shrugging, she backed away. “I’m just not
interested.”

“Not interested,” he repeated her once again.

“I mean let’s be honest here,” Carmen continued
as she retrieved her own keys from the clutch in her hand. “You’re not really
my type.”

“Not your type?” He glanced around, trying to
figure out if at any minute Maikao and Addison would jump out of some hidden
spot and admit they’d all been fucking with his head.

“It was nice dancing with you though.” With a
small finger wave, she strutted away in heels that he would’ve loved to see
waving in the air as her legs trembled with her passion.

Eli
stood there for all of five seconds, trying to
determine how he was going to fix his shattered ego. But then his feet began to
move. They ate up the space between him and the woman in his sights without a
moment’s hesitation.

She turned, obviously hearing his approach and
Eli watched her lips part. Before she could get a word out, he took her mouth.
He nibbled at the full lower rim before sucking it as his hands
burned a trail down her back and pulled her flush against him.

When a moan stuttered from her throat he took the opportunity to
thrust his tongue into her mouth, tangling it with hers. Then she was suddenly
writhing against him, kissing him back just as fiercely, needy little whimpers escaping
her, making his balls draw up tight. One of his palms connected with the flesh
of her ass, squeezing as his hips pushed forward, desperately seeking the heat
he knew rested at the apex of her thighs.

Breathlessly, Eli pulled back and rained kissed down her jaw and
throat. “I can fuck you so well that
no
one
will ever be good enough. Come home with me.”

The response he received? A slap that had his ears ringing in his
head. He hadn’t been hit this hard since his Mama caught him digging up her
rose bushes to make puddles in the garden.

Eyes wide, he blinked down at Carmen. “What—”

Her nails lightly dug into his face as she pulled him back in for
another scorching meeting of mouths. She flicked her tongue against his, once,
twice and then abruptly stopped. Lids low, she whispered. “
Still
not my type.” Moving past him, she strolled to a midnight
black two-seater just a few feet away and pulled off.

Eli ran a hand down his chest. Yeah…his ego was
definitely
shattered.