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I need more of her skin. More of her body.
She kisses me urgently, her hands skating through my hair. Every flicker of her tongue, every taste of her lips, every nip of her teeth propels me forward.
When did I lose my rational mind? When did I become this beast?
I only know that Dejonae’s mouth holds the key to every pleasure I wish to unlock. Plump and brown and divine. It feels like the deepest levels of intimacy just to press her mouth to mine.
She has never failed to kiss me back with a passion that meets or exceeds my own. Even now, her fingers tangling and tugging on my hair, she is part beast herself.
Only a soft knock on the door and a quiet ‘is someone in here?’ forces me to pull back.
My eyes land on Dejonae. She is stunning in the harsh artificial lights, eyes dazed, curls messy, and breath thin.
I enjoy touching her.
But the pain of ripping myself away without being fulfilled is beginning to affect me. I am holding on to my restraint by a thin thread. Every bone in my body wishes to tear her apart without mercy.
Another knock sounds.
Dejonae hides her head in my chest.
Panting hard, she blinks at me. I feel her fingers playing with my shirt and glance down to see her looking stunned.
“When did I start to unbutton you?” she murmurs, flapping my shirt.
Winding a honey-tinged curl around my finger, I smooth it back into place.
“Ignore them. They will go away.” I press my forehead against hers, breathing hard. “And you can continue.”
A slow, knowing smile spreads over her face. “I’d kind of prefer to continue on something softer.” She pats the table. “Preferably a mattress.”
My head squeezes.
A wild, hot, mutinous adrenaline surges straight to my pants.
“Tonight?” I croak.
Sacrilege, my body roars.
Tonight is too long.
I want her rightnow.
There is another knock.“Hello?”
“We are having a meeting!” I snap.
Outside the room, it goes quiet.
Dejonae laughs softly.
I do not.
“Tonight?” I ask her again, waiting for confirmation.
She nods.
My eyes burn into her. I cannot wait to fill her so roughly that she forgets her own name.
