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But it was all I’d been thinking about since I saw him a few hours ago.

One time. Sixty seconds.

What could possibly go wrong?

He’d most likely fail, and then I could tease him about it forever.

But he surprised me when his mouth found mine, my lips parting as his tongue slipped in. I hadn’t expected a kiss, but I wasn’t going to push him away. It was by far the best kiss I’d ever had, but I’d never cared much for kissing.

His hand trailed down the front of my body before it settled on my waist. The other hand tilted my head back as his tongue explored my mouth in the most erotic kiss of my life.

It was sensual and heated and sexy all at the same time.

The way he groaned against my lips.

Rocked his hips against mine, letting me know just how much he wanted me.

His lips moved down my jaw and my neck, trailing kisses along my skin.

Licking and nipping in between.

My body was on fire.

And before I could process what was happening, he dropped to his knees, kissing his way down my stomach before tipping his head back to look up at me.

“You don’t have a fucking clue how beautiful you are,” he said. “If I wasn’t on the clock, I’d take my time.”

“Sixty seconds. That’s it,” I said, my words completely breathless. I needed to stay in control. Keep my wits about me, even when all I wanted was to get pulled under by this man.

I’d never felt so out of control.

Wild.

I wanted to give in to it.

He found the hem of my skirt and pushed it up before burying his face right over the lace of my panties and breathing me in like a man taking his last breath.

Holy shit, this was hot.

“I’d tear these fucking panties off if I didn’t have to worry about you walking back out there without anything beneath this little skirt.” He slipped them to the side and tugged them down my legs, pulling my thighs over his shoulders as he supported my weight.

I couldn’t breathe.

Couldn’t think straight.

I swear I was on the verge of blacking out when his fingers swiped along my most sensitive area.

“Just as I thought. You’re fucking soaked, Queenie.”

I whimpered as he leaned forward and teased me with his tongue.

My legs were shaking out of control, and I was grateful that he was holding on to me. My hands reached down and tangled in his hair.

It’s too much and not enough all at the same time.

I moaned when his tongue slipped inside me, thrusting in and out.

Nothing had ever felt so good.

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