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21. Losing Control

Tallulah’s POV

His hand reached for the door behind me to lock it, before returning to my face. I could feel his wet tongue wandering about the corners of my mouth making my chest burn. He touched my arm, his fingers trailing down my shoulder until I felt the warmth of his palm on my waist.

I could feel his gentle pull as he backed away slowly towards the bed. I reached forward, feeling his broad masculine chest as I tilted my head subconsciously with our lips smashing against each other.

All this while, I had been resisting the urge to give in, even though I let him kiss me. But I was forced to touch his chest for support as he waltzed backwards, taking me with him.

He was in control once again, directing me wherever he wanted me to go and forcing me to do whatever he wanted. It was as if I had become a different person, a lust robot. The annoying handsome motherfucker had my remote control in his palms and he knew exactly which buttons to press.

“Oh, Marcus.” I moaned, kissing him
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