I kiss her like I've been starving.Because I have. Years of wanting. Years of denying. Years of watching her walk through my house and my office and my life, and pretending I didn't want to devour her.Her back hits the doorframe. I press into her, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her waist. She gasps against my mouth, and the sound goes straight to my head."Zephyr—""Shh." I kiss her neck. She tilts her head back, giving me more access. "I've got you."“Oh my—Miriam—”“Is away at the annex,” I say, one of my thighs between hers as my hardness presses into her stomach. The little shudder that she gives fuels my desire. I lower my head and kiss her again.Her hands explore my chest, my shoulders, my back. Every touch sends electricity through me. I want to memorize every inch of her. I want to learn what makes her gasp, what makes her moan, what makes her say my name like it's a prayer.She arches beneath me as my mouth finds her neck. She moans my name. I want to hear her sa
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