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“Tanner, stop! Why are we still running?” I tug at his arm, wanting him to answer me.
But he doesn’t budge; instead, he keeps holding onto my hand, pacing forward.
Suddenly, he turns down a dark alley way on the side of the building.
He pushes me up against the wall and barricades me in, placing both arms on either side of me.
“What are you doing!?” I hit him on his hard chest.
He brings a finger to my lips in a shushing gesture, and I push him away.
“What the fuck, Tanner?” I scowl at him, now fuming.
Leading me down a dark alley is one thing, but then telling me to be quiet—I don’t take that lightly.
Don’t get me wrong, though, both are worthy of a slap.
“Be quiet. We’re hiding,” he looks down at me, and his eyes fall to my lips.
I writhe underneath his gaze, feeling an unexpected pulse of desire vibrate though my body.
I know I should protest and call him an ass, but with his body above me and his magnetic grey eyes staring, he dominates me.
It clouds all my better judgement.
Shit.
He moves closer to me, pinning me against the wall, and our breathing becomes erratic.
The heavy pants echo in the alley, and the anticipation thickens in the air around us.
My hands linger on his chest, browsing the hardness of his pecs and his abs, and I leisurely peel them off him.
I feel his muscles tense beneath me as I do.
But like the smart woman that I am, I place my hands behind my back away from him.
I promise, it was an innocent mistake. And I look up at him, with my best virtuous and ‘oops’ expression.
But what I’m met with shakes me to my core.
His eyes send a jolt of electricity straight to my cunt. They’re heated, intense, and dangerously erotic.
He bends his elbows, and lays his body on mine, our sensitive skin burning into each other.
I melt into the wall, grasping onto it, hoping that it’ll keep my weakened legs up.
My body reflexively quivers in response to his overwhelming presence.
I’m afraid of what will happen when I give in, but I’m also aching for the pleasurable release for when I do.
“I think this is a good hiding spot,” he whispers sensually, and his breath tickles my skin.
“Hiding? Don’t we want them to see us?” I ask, trying to taunt him but also genuinely curious.
I bend my elbows and push my chest forward, and I rock my hips against the wall, wanting the movement to relieve some of my built-up pressure.
He bites his lips and stares down at body, arousal and excitement flashing through his eyes.
