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came around me. One hand landed on my stomach while the other went to

my hip. He pulled me into him, the heat of his whole body on my bare back,

overrunning my senses.

His chin dipped, falling on my shoulder. “Give me a minute,” he breathed

into my ear.

After a few seconds of neither of us moving an inch, just taking it all in, I

felt his lips on my neck.

“I’m trying to take this slow, Lina. I swear I am,” he continued, his hand

drifting up my stomach. His thumb grazed the skin of my breast. “But you

are driving me right out of my mind.”

That fingertip brushed over my nipple, eliciting a deep moan out of me.

Earning me one of his in return. The hand that rested on my hip slid down to

my thigh, close to the edge of my panties. Just a few inches from the point

where all this heat running through my body gathered.

“I’m dying to learn every inch of skin on your body.” He took my nipple

between his index and thumb and pulled softly.

I whimpered, demolished. Devastated.

“To memorize you.” His voice danced with the same desperation rushing

down my belly. “Do you want that?”

“Yes.” My voice sounded brittle, just as much as my sanity if he denied

me. “I need you to touch me.”

Aaron grumbled, his chest rumbling with the sound. My hands flew back,

landing on his shoulders and arching my body for his taking.

His arm pulled me closer, my backside flush against him.

He rocked his hips, and then his hand trailed up and down my thigh.

“Open up for me,” he demanded into my neck while pushing my legs open

with his knee from behind, widening my stance so it granted him easier

access. “Let’s finally see how wet you are.”

His fingers snuck under the edge of my panties, grazing the hair and skin

there and making my legs wobble at the pleasure of the powerful contact.

Aaron’s hold on my hip tightened, pulling my back against his hard length,

and I felt it pulsating against my skin, even through the fabric of his pants.

Continuing his path, his fingers finally reached my wet folds, pressing for

just an instant and then gliding down slowly.

My lips parted as a moan climbed out of my body. I hadn’t been this wet

or turned on in my entire life.

“Fuck.” Aaron’s curse wasn’t more than a rasp. “Is this all for me?”

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