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Still watching me, he calmly kicks the door shut.
I try to breathe. My throat is clogged.
I feel undone. Turned inside out.
And he hasn’t even touched me yet.
But that gaze…
It’s always been intense.
Always been searing.
But tonight, I feel it dig under my skin, singeing me, warning me that I will never be the same after he’s done with me.
Sazuki’s arms slide around my waist, dragging me into him. The motion is smooth, but I still gasp when we collide.
He puts a hand to my chin and tilts my head back. With excruciating tenderness, he plants a kiss on my upturned face. The heat of his lips on my forehead makes me suck in a breath. I hold that breath as he kisses my cheeks.
And then finally, his mouth falls on mine.
I release my breath, my nerves, my sanity.
I kiss him back, unleashing the need deep inside me.
I want to trust you.
Sazuki savors my mouth, kissing me with such gentleness that my heart stops beating.
A quiet, simmering heat bubbles to the surface. It takes over every part of me, whipping into a blaze that begs to be set free.
I clutch at his fancy button-up shirt, my fingers trembling, my knees melting, my body tightening as his kiss deepens.
The concentration required to get him out of his shirt is stripped away from me when he pushes me harder against the wall, effectively flattening me against him.
The feel of his desire makes my head spin, but his kiss shows no sense of time or urgency. It goes on forever, attacking my mouth with the vigor of a boa constrictor taking its time to coil around its prey. Only… this mouse enjoys falling into the spell.
“Sazuki,” I moan.
He snarls in a way that conveys exactly what he wants from me,patience.
But I have none.
I slide my hands around him. Untucking his shirt from his pants, I delight in the freedom to roam his back muscles. His body is lean and warm. Smooth skin beneath my palm.
He makes a deep sound in the back of his throat and I’m almost swept away in a wave of passion.
The kiss gets harder. Each insistent stroke ignites my senses, ripping apart every last ounce of restraint I have. I’m practically burning with desire. It’s too hot. Too violent. How did we manage to deny it for so long?
My hands roam lower, fishing at his belt.
He grunts and thrusts against me. My hands are immediately captured and pinned over my head in a quick but gentle maneuver. His fingers trace a symbol over the undersides of my wrists as his mouth brands me with more torturously languid kisses.
I should have known Sazuki would drag it out.
He always has to be in control. Always has to do things his way. Always has to make it count.
“Relax,” he whispers.
