The ground trembled as Otto swept me off my feet. A grunt ripped up his throat as I wrapped my legs around his waist and curled myself around his big, beautiful body. “Otto,” I whimpered, and in a flash, he had one arm locked around my waist and the fingers of his other hand tangled up in the twist I had in my hair. His mouth crushed against mine in a landslide of desperation. His lips demanding and his tongue beseeching. In a passion and need so intense it crashed through my veins. The same way as his. A life-beat that pounded through our beings. I thought I’d known it all along. Sure that
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