He strode right up to me, letting his gaze run the length of body, and my breath caught in my throat. Reaching over, Ariyon pulled on the pinky finger of my gloved hand and slipped the garment right off. Then he took off the next glove, letting them both fall to the floor, so that my arms were bare. What he did next took my breath away. Reaching up into my hair, he pulled out my clip, letting my long black tresses unfold into curls down my back. I was panting by the time he leaned towards my ear. “I want to give you everything you want,” he said, threading his hands through my hair, and my
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A little weird for his brother to go fetch him. I would have prefered that he was there organically holding himself back from being with her etc.
