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I moan into our kiss, running a hand up his perfectly toned chest.
God, he is everything I’ve ever imagined or wanted in a man . . . but he isn’t mine.
He’s only here for a short time and I keep having to remind myself that.
The last thing I need to do is catch feelings for this guy.
Razor continues to take control of me with his mouth, leaving me desperate for more.
He runs a hand under my shirt, shoves it under the wire of my bra, and cups my breast.
Chuckling into our kiss, he twists my nipple with his fingers and I moan softly.
“Damn, Cola,” he breathes out, his voice husky with desire. “You’re drivin’ me fuckin’ insane.”
He flips us over so that I’m pinned beneath him.
The cold steel of his chain belt against my stomach sends a jolt of need through me.
He pulls his lips away from mine slightly.
I doubt he has any idea how badly I need this right now, how desperately I need to feel him inside me. “Razor, don’t keep teasing me.”
He chuckles and presses his lips against my ear, “No more talkin', baby,” his hot breath makes me shiver.
With a swift, practiced move, he unbuttons and slides my jeans down my legs.
He sits up momentarily to pull them off me entirely, tossing them somewhere in the room.
He glides his fingers up my calves slowly, causing goosebumps to cover my skin, and stops when he’s at the hem of my shirt.
Every brush of his hand against my skin causes the ember within me to turn into a fully charged inferno.
Razor’s eyes meet mine as he helps me get my shirt off, filled with desire and something else, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.
There’s something raw between us and I feel it so strongly. Yet, I know better than to even put too much thought into it.
He’s swift in unclasping his belt, unbuttoning his jeans, and kicking them off his legs.
With only his boxers between us and my undergarments, I know this is going to be mind-blowing.
"Razor," I breathe, my head falls back as his lips trail chaste kisses down my neck.
His hands are everywhere—exploring, teasing, and causing ripple effects of desire rushing through me.
Razor dips down low, whispering confessions against my skin. “I can’t get enough of you, girl.”
His touch is addictive and if I’m not careful he could be what I need for my next fix.
His hands trace over my hipbone before dipping lower.
My heart thuds in my chest in excitement.
I gasp, waiting for whatever he’s about to do next.
He chuckles darkly against my skin, “Mmm, you like that?”
“Mhm,” I moan as he brings his lips over my lace panties.
