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He cuts me off with a searing kiss, pulling me tight against him and dropping his lips on mine. For a moment, I tell myself to resist. To fight the urge to give in and melt for him. However, I simply don’t have the willpower to pull away, because as much as I’m fighting this, I’m craving it all the same.

His mouth moves over mine with a desperate fervor that sends ripples of warmth flooding through me. My eyes flutter closed, my hands sliding up into his hair as I kiss him back. He tastes of sweet regret and unfulfilled longing, a potent combination that has me forgetting my defiance. The cold chill of the night is forgotten as fire sparks between us.

I feel my resolve melting away and all the reasons I’ve been telling myself this shouldn’t happen don’t seem to matter anymore. I just want him. It’s that simple. I want his body pressed against mine. I want to feel him deep inside me. I want him to stare down at me with his eyes glazed with passion.

At length, he pulls back and meets my gaze.

“Come upstairs with me,” he murmurs.

Upstairs. To his apartment. Where we will most likely have sex. He watches me expectantly as he waits for my reply, and as I look back up at him, memories from Miami flood my mind. I remember how good it felt in his arms and how much pleasure he’d been able to wring from my body. My skin heats up at the thought and I feel myself getting wet. My body is aching for his, and I decide I’m tired of denying myself. Maybe I’ll never have all of him, but at least we can have tonight.

“Okay,” I whisper.

His lips curl into a grin and he takes my hand. Turning, he leads me toward his apartment building and I go with him, consequences be damned.

Chapter Thirteen

JENSEN

Before she can change her mind, I scoop her into my arms. She emits a surprised squeal as I carry her through the building’s entrance.

“What are you doing?” she demands to know, but her arms loop sensually around my neck as I carry her toward the elevators. I hit the button, and then drop my head to hers to snag her lips in a demanding kiss. I don’t want her to have the chance to get lost in her own thoughts. When she overthinks, I lose any foothold I’ve made with her.

When we get to my floor, I carry her down the hall, kissing her the whole way. She goes soft in my arms, surrendering to me just like I want her to. Every part of her is more than I can take. My desire to claim her and do sinful things to her body is growing by the second. Refusing to let up, I keep her in my arms and unlock my front door, before making my way deeper into the apartment toward my bedroom.

As we make our way into the dimly lit room, I shut the door behind us and set her on her feet. Grabbing her waist without a word, I claim her lips in another passionate kiss. A moan escapes from her when I slip my tongue into her mouth, sweeping it against her, staking my claim.

Her arms wind around my neck, pulling me closer as she responds enthusiastically to my kiss. Her body, soft and warm against mine, presses into me tightly, but it’s not enough. I need to feel every inch of her against my skin. I need to feel her wrapped around me, squeezing me until I lose my mind.

Taking her lower lip between my teeth, I suck it gently, eliciting a soft sigh from her. Her fingers quickly delve into my hair, tugging at the strands in a way that sets my body on fire.

"Bed," she murmurs against my lips, her voice husky with desire.

I waste no time in hoisting her up over my shoulder, soft laughter leaving her lips as I carry her to the bed and toss her down upon it. Her body bounces slightly as she stares up at me under thick dark lashes and a seductive smile. My eyes trail down her form appreciatively as I lean over her, positioning myself between her legs. This is it. The moment I've been dreaming of for so long.

I unbutton her jeans and slowly release the zipper before tugging them down her thighs to reveal a pair of white lace panties that causes my breath to hitch in my chest as a new wave of desire washes over me.

Every time I think she can’t surprise me, she does… again. My cock throbbing with anticipation at what her tight pussy will feel like wrapped around it.

"You're beautiful," I mutter breathlessly against her lips before diving back in for another taste of her sweet mouth.

Her hands move to the buttons on my shirt, unfastening them one by one with determined precision. Once she's done, my shirt hangs open and she pushes it off my shoulders eagerly. "No more clothes," she whispers, and I can't help but agree wholeheartedly.

Within moments, the two of us are completely naked. My eyes are able to finally take in her beautiful curves, from the swell of her breasts, to the dip between her thighs that leads to the prize I so desperately seek.

She doesn’t hesitate in wrapping her arms around my back, pulling me closer. Her fingers trail featherlight across my bare skin, making goosebumps erupt along my flesh. The sensation is intoxicating, driving me further into this sweet abyss of desire.

Naked beneath me, she's a vision. Those stunning blue eyes are dark with lust. Her lips are swollen from our kisses. Her chest rises and falls as the beat of her pulse picks up pace.

I bring my hand up to trace a line from her collarbone down to the valley between her breasts and further still until I reach her navel. Her skin is warm and soft under my touch, causing a surge of intense want to rush through me.

I want to taste every inch of her.

My lips descend upon the erect bud of her nipple. My tongue and teeth torture her, causing her back to arch against me as her eyes close and lips part letting a gasp of pleasure escape her. I’m only just getting started, and the thought of this turning her on only further fuels the sexual desire within me.

Her hand slips between my legs and her fingers wrap around my thick erection. A deep growl of pleasure rumbles from my chest as her hand slides up and down my shaft. Fuck me, this woman. All coherent thought leaves my mind as I release her nipple and capture her lips in a demanding kiss once more.

“You’re so wet,” I growl against her lips. My fingers sliding between her thighs to feel the sleek wetness of her arousal. “Is this all for me?”

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