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Marika was driving and looked at the same time… Thin fingers on a leather braid, loose black hair… Feeling the smell of perfume emanating from her, I almost grabbed her. Heck! Interfering with work and women was not part of the rules I set for myself, but if it goes on like this, I’m afraid the rules will be sent to hell with dogs! After all, it won’t hurt her if she kneels in front of me a couple of times.

– Give me the keys, – she said with a touch of arrogance, and held out her open palm.

I, damn it, didn’t give her the keys. He grabbed his hand and dragged him out into the street. Pulled up to the car. Our faces were at a distance of some centimeters from each other, I felt the curves of her body, her breasts touched me through the thin lace of the top.

The breath that escaped her lips tickled my neck. Just like there, in the room, I gathered her hair into a fist and squeezed it. He pressed even closer to himself, rubbed his hips against her and noticed how she swallowed. Fears? Yes… in the eyes of fear and blue flame. Involuntarily he looked at her parted lips, again into her eyes, and, sending everything to hell, covered her mouth with a kiss. She closed her lips, tried to turn away, but I squeezed her hair even tighter and bit her lip. He lowered his hand down her stomach to her hips and squeezed between her legs. Warm…