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"I really enjoyed myself. Thank you." I leaned on my door and smiled at Bradley.
"You're welcome, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He responded with a smile. "I enjoyed myself too. I missed you," he said looking in my eyes.
After a moment of silence, I replied."I missed you."
I cleared my throat. "Well, I guess this is goodbye." I turned away and fished my keys from my handbag. I found the key and was about to push the key into the lock when he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me up tight to his chest. I sank against him. He slowly turned me around in his arms.
No, no, this is not smart. Not smart at all.
But I silenced the intelligent voice warning me to stop this nonsense right now. When his mouth covered mine, I sighed, breathing in the taste of him. His impish tongue skimmed my lips and damn if I didn't part my teeth and let him slip right in.
"Tiffany," he whispered against my mouth.
The sweet vibration sent a shiver through me. He kept kissing me.
Lightly. With such care. The kiss deepened, sweetened.
Bradley.
His name took the front seat in my mind. His arm tightened around me and I pressed my palm against his chest. Felt the pounding of his heart. His pulse pounding quickly as mine. A rush of blood. A thrust of hearts.
Then he broke the kiss and stepped back.
Disoriented, slightly dizzy, I sank back against the door, realizing my legs were scarcely able to bear my weigh
"Invite me in."
Say no, Tiffany.
Say no!
If you don't say no, he's going creep his way back into your heart. Not that he ever left but still, you've worked so hard this week. You've eaten too much chocolate ice cream. You cannot have a repeat episode.
"Yes."
He smiled and took the key from me. He pushed it in the lock and turned.
I swallowed.
Oh lord.
My mind was telling me, no but my body was telling me yes.
He pushed the door opened and grabbed my hands and pulled me into the apartment. His eye travelled around the shared apartment. "It's comfy."
"It is." I agreed. "Would you like something to drink?"
"Sure. Water is good."
I nodded and pulled away from him. "You can have a seat on the couch."
He shook his head, "No, I'm okay."
I shrugged and I walked to the kitchen. I poured him some water in a glass and returned to him. I placed the glass in his hands. He thanked me and pointed a picture on the wall. "You were a cute baby."
I chuckled. "Of course."
He took a large gulp of the water and placed it on the table in the room. "Tiffany, we both know I didn't come in to drink water." he stared into my eyes. "I want you."

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Kinky (BWWM)
Roman d'amourProtecting his family is one of the most important roles in Billionaire Bradley Mefford life. So when Tiffany Smith posted a tweet calling his family's company racist went viral; he did the best thing to protect his family. Kidnap her.