Kova's head tilted to the side, his eyes flitted across my flesh. Leaning down, he placed his tongue on my collarbone and worked it up the curve of my neck. He pulled my skin into his mouth and continued until he hit my ear. God, what he was capable of making me feel. "I want your tongue stroking me the way your hand is. Tell me, where is your hand, Ria?" My lips parted. It was getting harder to breathe. There was no way to stop the shiver that racked my body from the feel of him on me, the way his words pulsated every vein in me. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the hot air trickling
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