Lena’s POVHis hands were on my waist, pulling me closer, leaving no space between us as he kissed me…more like eat my mouth like some dessert. My fingers dug into his shirt, feeling the muscles under it. He tasted like mint and heat, and when I opened my mouth for him, he groaned deeply, his kiss deepened. He lifted me effortlessly, placing me on the edge of the long study table. My legs wrapped around his waist on instinct. His hands explored me, up my back, under my shirt, around my ribs, like he needed to learn every part of me. I gasped when his lips left my mouth and moved down my neck, sucking just below my ear. “You’re sensitive here,” he whispered, biting gently. I moaned before I could stop it. His fingers found the waistband of my leggings. I froze a little. “Tell me to stop,” he said, forehead resting against mine. “And I will.” I didn’t. He dropped to his knees, tugging my leggings and underwear down in one smooth motion, lifting my legs onto his shoulders. I
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