ZoeMy gaze drops to Blake’s crotch, where an impressive bulge is pressing against the front of his trousers. Running my tongue over my bottom lip, I pull it between my teeth and moan. All I want to do is shove him down on the bed and yank those trousers off, to tug his cock free and taste him. To take him deep down my throat and drive him so wild that he’s completely at my mercy. To stare up at him from my knees, with his dick in my mouth, and know that I own him, that he’s mine.“Goddess,” Blake groans like he’s praying for strength. “Zoe, whatever you’re thinking about, stop. You’re killing me here.”“I can’t stop, Blake. Is this was the mate bond has felt like for you this whole time?” It’s the truth. Just his scent is enough to make me want to jump his bones right now, combined with how he looks, how he moves, and even his voice. I feel like one giant raging hormone. Now I appreciate how much he has held back his natural urges to give me space and time. But he doesn’t have to do
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