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“No other man will ever come near it again.”

Thrust. Oh God. I’m so close.

“And if they try, I will kill them.”

I know.

Thrust.

“And your cock is mine. No other woman gets it,” I scream out and right before the eruption, his tongue flicks over my nipple.

I come undone.

Like a tidal wave, the orgasm sweeps through me, and Throttle reaches for his release. Our bodies kick with explosive thunder, leaving us completely breathless.

His enormous, beautiful, nude body descends onto my own, while his forearms keep his weight from crushing me.

We pant to recover the lost air.

He raises his head, his gaze intensely fixed on mine. With a gentle touch on his cheek, I kiss him. Our tongues intertwining once more.

“I’ll be right back.” He kisses a peck to my nose before strutting off, and I can’t help but to stare at his impressive ass cheeks.

He returns. First, he cleans me off and then gives me one of his anime shirts. I don't know what to do right now. Do I stay? Does he want me to stay? I decide to leave.

“And where do you think you’re going?” He stalks toward me with my hand paused on the door handle.

He reaches above. His body warms my back as he closes the door. He then leans in, brushing his lips to my ear. “I don’t think so.” He picks me up, and I chuckle like a little girl, us both collapsing onto his inviting sheets.

“Now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.”

Words I’ve longed to hear. Without Throttle, my life held no significance. I would be simply existing, not living.

He envelops me in his arms, melding our torsos together like second skin. If it were possible to fuse, I believe we would.

THIRTY

Tequila

We decided it was a bad idea to get out of bed, so now I'm running late. We spent the entire day snuggled up in his sheets. Talking about what? I can’t even remember. Everything. It felt so right. So easy. It was refreshing after our back and forth and I found the sought-after relief.

By the time I changed, Throttle had already finished showering and getting dressed. He was also in a rush, having informed Chain about the need for a meeting regarding our encounter last night.

I quickly search my closet and slip into the first thing I find clean: a short miniskirt.

Great.

I grab a sweater and pull it over my head before rushing downstairs.

“Jesus Christ.” Throttle eyes me up and down and then prowls over to me. “I’m trying really hard not to send you back upstairs and demand you wear the loosest fitting pair of pants you own.”

“Which would be none. I’m already late.” I go to buzz past him, but he clutches my wrist and crashes his mouth to mine.

The kiss sends me spiraling with lust, filling every bone in my body.

“Fuck work. Fuck tonight. Let’s go back upstairs so I can take this little thing off you and claim you forever.”

There's a fluttering sensation down below, and I'd give anything for it to keep happening.

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