“Angel, you have not seen even a modicum of what I am capable of,” the handsome, green-eyed bastard whispered in her ear as he pinned her back against the wall with a hand at her waist. “I could make you utter things you never thought you’d possess the will to say just to get a taste of what I have to offer…” His tongue flicked out to lick the pulse throbbing at the side of her throat to emphasize his point. She hated the way her body arched into him, of its own volition, as it searched for the friction it craved. He kept his grip on her waist as he slid his other hand into her hair and angled
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