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“Let’s move this along,” I whisper back.
He drops his chin to my ear and nuzzles the lobe. “The more you fight, kitten, the more you will beg.”
His words send a thrill through me.
Sazuki seems to revel in my impatience. His kiss drips like honey to my neck, sweet and sticky and addictive.
I shudder in helplessness drowned by flaming need.
It’s so intense that it rockets me to a new level of desperation. One I never knew existed.
But I never run from a challenge.
Since my upper half is currently pinned against the wall, I lift one leg and wrap it around Sazuki’s waist. His obsessive sipping of my pulse stops abruptly when I rub against him.
“I don’t think you want to play that game with me,” he growls.
“I’ve never played a game I can’t win.” I meet his eyes.
When he descends again, it’s like a tsunami slamming against the coast. He attacks my mouth until it throbs in submission, licking, nipping, bruising—a chaotic blend of wicked delight.
His tongue takes command and wipes every thought clean from my mind, so I don’t even realize that I’m airborne. When I come back to myself, Sazuki’s arms are around my waist, lifting me so my legs dangle off the floor.
I press against his hard chest, noting the dark glint in his liquid black eyes. If I saw smoke escaping from his gaze, I would believe it. His smolder is hot enough to melt my clothes straight off.
“Bedroom,” he rumbles, his heart drumming against mine.
My fingers tremble when I point.
Sazuki’s crackling gaze and savage half-smirk is a gunshot warning. Some dark, dangerous part of me comes alive in response.
He sweeps me into the bedroom that’s way too small for a man as big and charismatic as him. He doesn’t bother turning on the lights and makes his way to my bed in three confident steps.
Shoot.I didn’t clean my bedroom this morning. Clothes are still on the bed from where I dragged them out of my closet as I bemoaned what to wear to my parents tonight. The dresser is filled with all the natural hair products I emptied to get my hair moisturized and curly.
I feel Sazuki’s weight against me and his fingers under my chin. “Come back to me, kitten.”
My entire body tingles at the pet name.
I have no idea where it came from. He’s never called me that before.
Anyone else, and I wouldn’t let them. But the way Sazuki’s deep voice rasps out the word makes it sound exciting and sexy.
For a moment, we stare at each other.
Not a sound breaks the silence.
It’s just me and him.
And the pulsing desire that’s mounting over my back and pawing at my stomach.
His mouth descends on mine.
Slowly. Torturously. A punishment.
He kisses every thought out of my mind until nothing else matters.
Soon, his mouth rips away, leaving me reeling with want, and slides across my neck and shoulders. I grip him, wondering why his shoulders are rippling. It’s not until he throws a handful of clothes off the bed that I realize he’s cleaning up.
