Ryan’s hands trailed down her back and felt for the hem of her shirt before tugging it out of her waistband. It was electric when his warm hand met her stomach. He pulled away just long enough to get her shirt over her head and she whimpered from the lost contact only to hear a soft chuckle from Ryan. Then he met her lips with his own again. His tongue pressed against her lips, tracing the seam for permission, as she opened to the sensation and allowed the invasion. She felt herself ache to be touched deeper, to feel him naked against her, to be taken by this man she had only before dreamt about.
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