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set her whole body on fire. Unlike the other men who’d kissed her his tongue thrusting into her mouth was like lighting a fuse that she’d never known existed. She needed more. More of his touch. More of him. Just more.
    She couldn’t believe as she let out a soft little mewl of pleasure that this biker was actually kissing her. That not only was he kissing her senseless, but that she liked it. She pulled at his leather vest again trying to fuse herself to him. Her breasts rubbing against her bra and the stiff work shirt she wore. His lips were hard and the soft scrape of his stubble against her face as he kissed down to her neck, made her moan. His hardness was pressed against her belly letting her know that the passion she felt was mutual.
    Ratchet couldn’t believe that she was almost writhing in his arms. Her little body was pressing against him in a plea for more. She went to his head like a fine wine. Her little sounds of need made his whole body ache for her. His hands were cupping her face and his tongue was thrusting into her in a mimic of what he wanted to do with his cock. He pressed his firmness into her soft stomach, growling in need at the feel of her softness.
    His lips trailed down her neck, nipping and licking wanting to leave marks. The only thing that stopped him was that he knew he couldn’t take her today. Not here. Not when those dickheads might cause trouble for her. So he didn’t leave the possessive marks he wanted on her skin, but he did kiss down to that tiny bit of exposed skin at her neck. His hands moving to the buttons on her shirt making her gasp and try to pull away. No that would not do, he thought grimly.
    His mouth moved back to hers taking it in a hard thrust deeper into her sweet mouth. His hands still working on those buttons. She stopped struggling purring with need. That was better, he though when he finally felt her hands grip his cut again. Fuck as tight as she was clutching it it was a wonder she wasn’t ripping the seams.
    He almost chuckled at the thought. Only he needed to leave his mark and then get the hell away from her before he took her here against this wall. Because his dick was throbbing like a sore thumb and he needed to pull back before he lost his head. Which was shocking, because he’d never in his life been so wrapped up in a woman he was worried about losing control. He kiss downwards again to the skin he’d revealed just above her breast, his mouth sucking hard and his hands cupping her breasts. She mewled and thrust the sweet globes at him. Her breathing quick and heavy.
    Mia couldn’t believe that she was about to come from just a kiss. When Ratchet began to suck on the top swell of her breast she almost fell to her knees. Dear lord. That was amazing. She wasn’t sure how her shirt had gotten open. She’d felt his hands trying to release her buttons and she tried to move away. Only suddenly his mouth was on hers again, and she’d forgotten all about it. She was dazed when Ratchet suddenly pulled away. Looking down at her where she’d collapsed back into the wall with a satisfied smirk. Shit, what the hell had she allowed him to do, she thought? The haze of lust he’d cast over her finally clearing. Oh dear, she thought looking down in dismay to find her shirt open and a very vivid love bite on the top of her right breast.
    Ratchet stared at his mark on her pale skin with a possessive glee. Yes, that was what he wanted. Only all over those globes. But this would do for now, he thought, watching as she buttoned her shirt with shaking hands. Her eyes darting around the room trying to avoid his. He watched her collect herself. Yeah, poor baby. She wasn’t going to get away now, he thought.
    “That was not…that shouldn’t have…I can’t allow that to happen again.” Mia finally settled on after starting that sentence three times.
    “It’s definitely gonna happen again, baby. Often.” Ratchet told her softly.
    “No, that is not going to