His lips closed over mine. The kiss was fire. Sin. Love. It branded me forever. His other hand wrapped around my throat and he gazed at me unblinking while the fingers tightened. We hadn’t done this since the belt around my throat. I hadn’t stopped him then and I wasn’t about to now. His grip grew stronger, and blocked off my windpipe. I studied the dark eyes and learned every fleck of caramel in them as things grew hazy outside the focus of my vision. Air, my body demanded, but I wouldn’t use my safe word. I was safe with him, and he knew what he was doing. I couldn’t keep my hands in fists
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