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Chapter 40 Vivianne Sinclair I threw my head back on the couch, breath stuttering, pulse rising, and nails digging into the couch as Noah's tongue dragged every bit of my skin… My neck… earlobes… cleavage, and down to my belly button. I didn't want to do this… But even my body wasn't mine at the moment. I couldn't think of anything else but the image of Noah being inside me, giving me that feeling that I haven't had in forever. He pulled away, just enough to stare up at me, a smirk curling his lips. “Are you sure about this?” He asked… no… he teased me. Noah fucking teased. He knew that even if I didn't say yes to his question, I was so fucking down for this. He knew I hadn't been able to control myself around him. HE KNEW THAT MY BODY WANTED THIS. He chuckled… a soft throaty chuckle that had heat pooling below my stomach. “I like the way your eyes lit up, Vivianne…” He hushed, his palm warmed against my skin as his hand crawled up my bare skin, every touch… deadly and arousing. He cla