And then his mouth gentled, his tongue stroking mine teasingly. His other hand came up to cup my cheek, before sliding down to encircle my throat. He didn’t tighten his hand, but the threat was there. He leaned back, and I swayed into him, wanting more. When I opened my eyes, he was glowering down at me, his eyes still holding a feral gleam. I shivered, and his frown softened. “You need to change out of those wet clothes.” His voice felt as intimate as a warm hand sweeping across my bare skin. I placed one hand against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. “You’re angry with me.” I
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GOD i love them together
