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Teegan
The door slams shut and the solid mass of his strong body melds with mine against the wall.
He tears his mouth away. “I should’ve made myself clear.” He sprinkles kisses along my neck.
“No.” My head bangs against the wall as it falls back, granting him the access we both want him to have.
His strong hands slide up my sides, feeling my curves, and his tongue dives into my mouth once more. We lose each other in a passionate mixture of touching and kissing, unable to get enough of one another. Before I can track our footsteps, he spins me around and places both my hands on the wall.
His warm body covers me and he leans in close. “If it’s okay with you, I’m going to show you exactly how straight I am.” His voice is low and guttural and it makes my blood run hot.
Is he really a
