“No,” I interrupted, looking at him over my shoulder. “Ramsey, nobody except Darius has touched me, in eight years. So… yes, I’m nervous. ” I dropped my gaze, turning to face the wall again before I pressed my forehead against the firm surface. “I don’t even remember what another man’s touch feels like.” “Like this,” he said, making me whimper as his lips connected with my shoulder. He moved one of his hands from the wall, dropping it to wrap around my waist as he pushed his body against mine. “And this.” His lips brushed my neck, soft at first, then more firm, joined shortly after by his
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