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" I don’t play games to get women naked.”

My heart thumps harder in my chest. I take a breath. “What do you do to get them naked?”

He stares at me so long; I forget to draw breath. Everything grows fuzzy as the room blurs until I can’t see anything but his face.

With an animalistic growl, he pulls me into his arms and kisses me so hard the floor shifts underneath me.

I moan softly as his hands travel up my back until he’s gripping the back of my head.

Bliss surges through my body as I slide my hands over his muscled arms, and feel his skin rise at my touch.

He shifts his weight and pulls back, looking flustered as he stares at me. “I shouldn’t have done that. Sorry,” he says.

But I’m not. I’m not sorry at all. When he moves, I grip his shoulders so he can’t move. “If you hadn’t done it, I would have,” I whisper.

My stomach flutters as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him towards me. “Do it again.”

There may be hell to pay if we get caught, but if he keeps kissing me like I’m his, I really don’t give a damn.

Just for the weekend, I can be someone else. Someone without a care. Someone who lives in the moment and forgets about all the work waiting for me.

Inside this cabin, in this beautiful place, with a man who sets my skin aflame, I can be as raw and as honest as I want. "

Lexi Hart , One Wild Weekend with Tyler (One Wild Weekend with, #7)


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Lexi Hart quote : I don’t play games to get women naked.”<br /><br />My heart thumps harder in my chest. I take a breath. “What do you do to get them naked?”<br /><br />He stares at me so long; I forget to draw breath. Everything grows fuzzy as the room blurs until I can’t see anything but his face.<br /><br />With an animalistic growl, he pulls me into his arms and kisses me so hard the floor shifts underneath me.<br /><br />I moan softly as his hands travel up my back until he’s gripping the back of my head.<br /><br />Bliss surges through my body as I slide my hands over his muscled arms, and feel his skin rise at my touch.<br /><br />He shifts his weight and pulls back, looking flustered as he stares at me. “I shouldn’t have done that. Sorry,” he says.<br /><br />But I’m not. I’m not sorry at all. When he moves, I grip his shoulders so he can’t move. “If you hadn’t done it, I would have,” I whisper.<br /><br />My stomach flutters as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him towards me. “Do it again.”<br /> <br />There may be hell to pay if we get caught, but if he keeps kissing me like I’m his, I really don’t give a damn.<br /><br />Just for the weekend, I can be someone else. Someone without a care. Someone who lives in the moment and forgets about all the work waiting for me.<br /><br />Inside this cabin, in this beautiful place, with a man who sets my skin aflame, I can be as raw and as honest as I want.