TRAPPED IN 4. His mouth crashed on mine. No warning, no softness. Just pure, filthy possession. Tongue shoved past my lips, licked into me, like he already owned every inch. I moaned before I could stop myself, tasting our mixture on his tongue and lips. His hands roamed everywhere. My breast, my waist, my thighs, and then he yanked my legs up wrapping them around his hip. “Been thinking about this since you walked in, your hair wet and dripping from the shower,” he hissed. My mouth couldn't form words, I couldn't think straight. “You have no idea what you do to me. Both at work and even here, right now.” His mouth found my neck, biting down hard enough to make me gasp. He grabbed my ass with both hands, luffying me like I weighed nothing, as I wrapped my l
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