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He presses me up against the cold metal, the chill sending goosebumps all over my body.
I don’t care about how cold the car is.
His lips on mine are too intoxicating to think about anything else.
Each kiss is like a sip of the finest liquor, burning yet making you crave it even more.
He pulls away slightly, leaving me panting with desire.
I don’t want him to stop.
All I want him to do is devour me.
His eyes are filled with raw desire, and he drags his tongue against his lip sexually. “Damn, Cola,” he rasps before colliding his lips with mine once more.
Razor continues to ravage me, bit by bit, until I wrap my hands around the side of his throat and yank myself away from him.
“We need to get in the car,” I whisper, breaking away from the kiss. “Someone might see us.”
Razor gives me a curt nod, opening the back door to my car until we’re both in the backseat.
His body presses against mine as we both struggle to remove our clothes in the tight space.
Razor uses his mammoth-sized hands and palms my breasts.
Heat-filled groans of anticipation fill the car as he grabs the top of my shirt, yanking it over my head hastily.
I fumble with the button on my jeans, relieved when it pops open with a soft thud.
He skims his fingers over my bare stomach, causing a chill to run down my spine in the process.
Razor manages to strip me down until there’s not one piece of clothing on my body, tossing everything on the floor to his left.
Razor leans back slightly, raking his eyes over me like a starved hyena about to devour a bleeding gazelle.
I look into his deep golden chocolate eyes and snicker. “Come on, big boy. I won’t bite.”
A bit of playfulness appears in his eyes. “Oh, you won’t? Maybe I should just leave then.”
Instinctively, I shoot out and grab his beard, yanking it as hard as I can until his body is mostly pressing against mine.
My heart pounds in my chest as I reach out and grab his cotton shirt.
I tug at it roughly, needing to feel his skin against mine.
God, I want to know what it feels like.
He releases a low moan in approval as he takes his cut off, tossing it in the front seat of my car.
I yank his shirt with all of my might, practically ripping it off him, revealing a perfectly toned and decadent chest.
Fuck, I’ve been with some hot guys in my past . . . but Razor is by far the hottest.
With his broad shoulders, huge muscles, sexy beard, and tattoos, he is perfect.
As soon as I’ve finished helping him get out of his clothes, I allow my hands to explore his hardened muscles.
Ink covers about fifty percent of his body, and God damn, it’s divine.
