Trixlyn Shae

Trixlyn Shae

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"I missed you. I'm glad you called for a ride."Dukes hand slid up my thigh a little higher rubbing ever so more softly and a light sigh came out of my mouth. I remember the way Zane's fingers would caress and slide into me, no man could ever please me the way he did. I remember the soft brush of his lips, him digging his nails into my hips, hips ramming into mine as he bit down on my neck. He was the best tease, but he is my first love. I bite my lip and not meaning to draw blood and snap out of the daydream only to realize what was truly happening. Duke had his hand slid between my legs rubbing softly, I had my hands wrapped around his arm, digging my nails in. I pushed his hand away breathing hard and trying to sound serious, "stop the car."Duke put his arm around my back and pulled me closer by the waist. I inwardly panic. I know there's no way he will reason with me. There was one thing for sure, that was, I wasn't going to make it to work tonight, or I was, but I was going to have to give something to him first.
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I watched the water drip down his nose and onto his beautiful full lips. I craved the warmth of his touch. The rush of our connection. Regardless of how wrong it would be. I couldn't resist it any longer. I stepped closer, covering the flush of his cheeks with my hands to feel their heat and pressed my lips firmly against his until it hurt. Dylan gripped my waist and pulled me into him, sealing the space between us. I secured my arms around his neck, brushing my fingers through his soft, luscious hair. I didn't allow anything else to matter. Not the voice that told me this was wrong. Not the guilt. Not the warning that crashed through my head. I pushed it all away and let the desperate craving take over.

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