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ooted to the spot, one hand covering my eyes and the door still open be

When I pull my hands away from my eyes, he is watching me with an

h the broad shoulders, well-toned abs, properly structured body, and a lean waist. He

ble to manage consistently i

pulling away from me and he

ro

from tumbling out of my lips. I should be apologizing for coming

ng in my throat back in full force. At least, now I know it

is bed and wraps his hand across his chest. "Are you

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says

trails off when I realize this argument is all wrong. Whether he dared me or not, h

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ng on the table and dancing with my clothes off. I chose

you that? The lanky

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on't be naïve. People aren't nice. They just

saying that because you have no

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th him is

o use the

ure to lock the door behind me while I do my business. I stare at my refle

She says she will be gone longer than she expected, but I can ha

ven seen hi

and dry my hands. I still feel tips

his hands on the spines of books on the shelf. My feet shuffle in his

," I whisper. "Is tha

face me as my finge

"Just as every othe

ing about his books. His gaze has darkened as he regards me fr

, and my back is pushed into the shelf. Just like Elliot, he bring

een set on fire. Every part of my skin cackles with the heat and ferocity o

s from his lips. His other hand touches my

eep-set baritone travelling through my body in w

ply, my heart thudding so hard against my ches

mpossibly closer to me. His warm breath caresses my face, and

never wanted to," I wh

on mine possessively. I gasp into his mouth, and he uses the opportunity to dee

ack of my neck, and the entirety of m

I want

alks with me to the bed. I lie back onto the soft sheets, and he comes in after me, his lips kis

nd thrash underneath him. And when we both lay naked, he whi