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"Emily," Oz warns, but he doesn’t leave Instead, he releases my hand and rewraps his arm around my waist "Eli will kill me and I’ll lose any chance at prospect"

As if we’ve been extreether forever, Oz extends an ar up the ainst ht, I’ selfish, but I don’t push him away Instead, I lick my lips Oz settles his head on the pillow and our faces are close Extremely close So close that his exhalations o," I say

"I will," he responds

"Okay"

"All right"

"Good night, Oz," I whisper

His fingers begin this slow brush along es farther up a centi hitches when Oz skiainst ht," I repeat, and as I say it, s becoe for more

Oz takes in my lower lip and I’m overwhelmed with this sensation of awareness, this realization of each and every nerve ending I possess Oz’s hand, which had trailed south, tightens onon ainst his and the ht he could miss it So delicate because I’m afraid if I do too much then the two of us will explode

My hand slides up his arers tease the ends of his hair Oz sucks in a breath and my mouth turns up at the idea that I have this effect on hi afteras if he’s in total control But as Oz curls me into hi And so am I

Excitement unfurls withinI allow the tip of ue to lick Oz’s lips and there’s an almost audible crack of electricity Our mouths part andfireworks The beautiful kind The loud kind The type you lose yourself coht colors burst behindthethe way Oz rolls us and he uses his ar the sweetest pressure of his body over s hook around his and it’s easy to pick up Oz’s rhythoes coeous His body hard and ripped I strokethe cut lines In return, Oz circles hout ment in his voice No tease He says it in a way that indicates he already knows and is perfectly fine with the answer

"Yes," I tell him, unashamed