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“Sroaned as she sucked the head of his shaft into her mouth She liked the taste, but it could definitely be improved with chocolate If she’d had enetics Or, at the very least, bought a bottle of chocolate sauce

“That’s it” His hands were under her ar hioin’ on in that head Time for the expert to take over”

“Expert, huh? Thatabout on the jet Tellover? I need the practice”

The words landed between them like a lead balloon There would be no practice Not for her

“Fuck!” Striker clasped the back of her head and slammed his lips down on hers

The kiss stole her breath along with her sanity And then there wasn’t any space to think Only feel

His arht The heat fro her here she’d always felt cold Firm hands brushed over sensitive skin The scent of musk and earth filled her senses The taste of passion made her mouth water He kissed her until her lips felt bruised, and then he lowered her to her back on their makeshift bed The concrete floor was hard beneath the pallet of blankets, but she didn’t care All she cared about was the man above her

He ers teasing her nipples while he nibbled at her throat Her body pressed up into his Her leg hooked over his hip She felt herself open for hiainst her Needed him inside her

She razed her nipple in reply His other handher free breast

“I need you, Striker” She didn’t know if she whispered She was past caring who heard the him

“Luke Call me by my name” And then he sucked her nipple hard

“Luke!” It was a groan A demand A plea

“That’s it, bébé So fucking gorgeous I could spend hours teasing these beautiful breasts of yours Hours”

She heard it in his voice The pain he couldn’t hide it The agony of knowing they didn’t have hours She clasped his head and held hiainst her Could he feel her heart beat? Did he knoas only for him?

She was panting now, cli, torturous touch “I need…”