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I don’t.

I should run as fast and as far as my heels will take me.

Again, I don’t.

Nope, stupidly, I let him guide me. And I follow like a trained damn dog and we do this walk all the time. Leading me to the dance floor, he doesn’t speak and like some love struck teenager with her first crush, I follow.

The music is loud, the bass pumps, and Schade turns me around so my back is to his front and he moves. With Schade’s hands on each of my hips, he sets the pace, the rhythm and two become one as he controls us both.

My God, does the man move.

In seconds, my firm resolve crumbles and my body melts into his. The song switches to something a little slower and I grind my ass against him feeling his hard length. Reaching up behind me, I run my hands through the hair on the back of his head. He grips me tighter and I relish the feeling of his hard body against mine.

Schade drops his head to my neck and his hands come around my waist just under my breasts. Damn the belt because I can’t feel him.

And in this moment, I want to feel all of Schade I can.

The more we dance the more I realize the man can move and I am more turned on by the second.

The alcohol flows through me.

At least that’s what I tell myself as I turn around and face him. The leverage from my heels is all I need to tip my head up and press my lips to his. On a growl, he opens his mouth.

I slide my tongue inside.

And I devour.

Yes, I devour him. The taste of his drink mixes with mine and I find myself intoxicated on Schade Britton.

This is dangerous.

Except, I’m too drunk to care.

CHAPTER 8

Drunk on her

SCHADE

I feel a squeeze to my shoulder and the tell-tale weight of the keys being dropped into my coat pocket.

Even with this, I don’t stop kissing her.

Nothing would get me to pull away.

Not a fire.

Not a robbery.

The whole building can collapse and I’ll stay right where I am.

Maybe it’s the alcohol talking or maybe it’s simply Aryn.

Kissing, the ultimate seduction.

Do women realize what kissing shows a man?

The way you kiss defines how you fuck.

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