She stretched those arms overhead, her back curving in the most delectable way. “I guess I’d better get to sleep, anyway. It’s been a really long day.” She glanced at the couch. “I’ll sleep here.” “You know that’s not going to happen.” “I don’t want to take your bed, Otto.” There was no stopping myself from reaching out and brushing the pad of my thumb over the tiny, dark freckle on the edge of her upper lip. That spot that I never ceased wanting to dip in and lick. She froze at the contact, shocked by my touch. I didn’t even try to go for light. “Want you in my bed, Raven.” She didn’t need to
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