dani christine

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Victor grabs my face in both of his hands and shoves my body against the elevator wall, closing his lips fiercely over mine. His tongue tangles with my own, his mouth stealing my breath in a passionate kiss that is what ultimately makes my knees buckle. All of the strength I had been using to keep my body upright before, vanishes when his lips touch me. He kisses me hungrily, angrily, and I wilt into his arms.
Reviving Izabel (In the Company of Killers, #2)
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