Ashleigh

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I drop down onto my knees in front of her, framing her face with my hands.  “That was in-fucking-credible.”  I plant my lips over hers, deepening the kiss as my tongue finds hers. My salty taste is still there in her mouth.  “You have no idea how much I needed that, Rosa. Thank you.” I touch my forehead against hers. 
Devoted (Beneath the Mask, #3)
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