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“Before I can finish, he pulls me close, his lips brushing mine—gentle, tentative, almost reverent. Then deeper, hungrier, until the world tilts away and there’s nothing but heat and the pounding of my heart.” — Tricia Newlan
Before I can finish, he pulls me close, his lips brushing mine—gentle, tentative, almost reverent. Then deeper, hungrier, until the world tilts away and there’s nothing but heat and the pounding of my heart.