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Jessica kissed Aaron, deeply and hungrily.

Her skin was so sensitive that every movement caused tremors of excitement to flow through her. She could feel that his body was rock hard against her.

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open, but as she began to pull away to exit, the arm wrapped around her waist tightened and held her against him, her feet hovering above the floor, his lips still on her. He had lifted her enough so he could kiss along her jawline and her neck, and stepped off the elevator with her in his arms, making her feel as though tiny explosions were going off in her brain.

“What room?” he growled into her neck, letting loose waves of electricity in the spots warmed by his breath.

A tingle went down her spine as she heard the complete abandon in his voice.

He wasn’t in control of himself, and she had the feeling it wasn’t something that happened to him very often.

And, oh, she liked it...