His hands moved to her waist, gripping her tightly as he pulled her against him. She could feel the bulge of his erection pressing against her thigh, the promise of what was to come sending a thrill of anticipation through her. "But first," he murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear, "I want to taste you."

Chloe's breath hitched, her body trembling as his words washed over her. She knew what he meant, what he wanted, and the thought sent a rush of wetness between her thighs.

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