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With my hands free, I’m able to feel him everywhere. His neck, his shoulders, the narrow cut of his waist. I half expect him to stop me, to pull away at any second. Instead, my touch seems to drive him on.

He licks deep into my mouth, my neck arching under the onslaught.

I drag my nails across the fabric covering his stomach. He thrusts his hips against me.

I drop my hands to his fly and he growls, the sound harsh and primal.

He bites my bottom lip, and I practically melt against him, butterflies dive bombing in my stomach before settling deep in my core. I feel a rush of arousal soak my underwear, every part of my body instantly too hot for clothes.

All the while, Alik keeps kissing me, his fingers skimming my cheek bones, my neck, the underside of my jaw. Like he’s mapping my face as he conquers me with his mouth. We’re both so lost in it I’m not sure either realizes that I’ve pushed my PJ bottoms and underwear off until I wrap a bare leg over his hip.

I’m entirely naked and he’s entirely clothed and the contrast sends my blood pressure sky high. I remember how the woman in gold writhed against him in the club and it’s like my body has decided to outdo her. I rock my hips into Alik, lapping up the sound of pleasure that escapes him.

He grips my hair hard, angling my head back, whispering words I don’t understand as I fumble with his belt, his fly. He sucks at my neck and my fingers clench, my whole body lighting up as he exploits a sensitivity I didn’t know I had.

“Oh, God.” I squeeze my eyes shut, my head pressed against the hard wood door as he licks and nips the line of my throat. Every touch fires up a part of my nervous system that’s been dormant until now.

The more systemic his onslaught, the more reckless Ibecome. My hands have a mind of their own, my fingers tearing at the fly of his pants and dipping into the opening. His cock is right there. Thick, insistent, just begging to be touched. I love how it feels in my hand, so hard yet so silky.

One squeeze, and Alik thrusts into my grip. “Shit, Sera. You shouldn’t?—”

I shouldn’t but I can’t stop. So, I stop him from saying anything. I kiss Alik, curling my tongue around his, stroking and licking until I see stars behind closed eyelids and there isn’t a single reason in the world to not wrap my other leg around his hip, slide the head of his cock through my soaked slit, and notch him right where we both need him to be.

He’s hot and heavy against my entrance. Our breathing is ragged, echoing in the empty front hall. Alik’s eyes are dazed when they meet mine, his throat working overtime and his shoulder muscles bunching as he holds me up by my hips.

For one awful second, I think he’s going to stop, to reject me. I’m on the precipice of something too big to understand and I need him here, with me. I don’t know much about anything else right now, but I do know that.

I pour every ounce of that certainty into my eyes and hold my breath.

Alik stares at me, his shaft throbbing at the entrance of my pussy.

I grip his shoulders, nod.

Alik’s eyelids fall, his breath catching as he pins me against the door and slowly impales me with his cock.

22

ALIK

Iam a monster. A deranged man about to fuck a virgin against his very hard front door.

A man who has no business touching this woman because, holyfuck, just thinking about being the first inside her is making me so hard I’m lightheaded.

Sera is so very wet and hot and her pussy is gripping the head of my cock so tight I could happily die right now.

But Sara’s gone rigid, not enjoying our position nearly as much.Fuck. Badly done, you asshole. Really badly done.

“Sera, baby—you okay?”

We’re nose to nose. I have a front row seat to the emotions kaleidoscoping through her eyes. “Yes.” Her voice comes out strained, her fingernails digging through my suit. “This is just a little, um…awkward.”

This? I want to laugh, or scream. I can’t tell which. This—what we’re doing, how we’re doing it—it’s beyond awkward. It’s unhinged.

Still, I don’t think I can stop. Not unless she tells me to. I use my grip to adjust the angle of her hips and brace myself to saygoodbye to the most exquisite feeling of my life. “Do you want to stop?”

“What? No!” Sera is so vehement her entire body moves. I can’t help but sink deeper. She sucks in a startled breath and my legs tremble. “I, um, just didn’t think this position through before, um…you know…”

“Taking my cock out and jumping on it?”