Oran allowed me room to stand, stepping back a foot farther when I swept my shirt over my head. His ravenous stare devoured me piece by piece until I was fully exposed, bare before him. And he’d been right. I adored the way his greedy stare begged for more. I wanted to give it to him, so I did. Once his eyes returned to mine, twin silver flames of desire, I lifted myself back onto the desk, scooting back before reclining to my elbows. Oran’s body went inhumanly still. Every muscle was locked with restraint as he waited for me to give my final consent. …spread yourself wide because you can’t
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