“He reached for my hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed my fingertips. "I love you.”

Sylvia Day
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“I'm losing my mind without you.” His lips were gliding down my neck, his tongue stroking over my racing pulse. He sucked on my skin and pleasure radiated through me. “I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.”


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