~CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY THREE~ I feel the thick press of him through his lounge pants, firm and insistent against my stomach, and my body reacts before my mind can interfere. Heat rushes low, pooling between my thighs, my panties damp and clinging. I want him. God, I want him right here—on this table, under the red lights, against the cold surface while he makes me forget my own name. But something inside me tightens. His mouth trails down my neck, slow and deliberate, lips warm, tongue teasing the sensitive spot just below my ear. A soft sound slips from me—half moan, half surrender. My fingers clutch his shirt, pulling him closer instead of pushing him away. I should stop this. I don’t. His hand slides to my waist, fingers spreading, gripping like he’s grounding himself. My head tilts back, exposing more of my throat. He groans softly, the sound vibrating against my skin, and that alone nearly undoes me. “Stop… stop,” I whisper—but it comes out breathless, frag
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