Michelle Coulombe

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Some sort of understanding crossed his features as his eyes slowly raked over me, leaving nothing untouched. A breath passed between us and turned into two and then three until the static between us became too much to handle. I opened my mouth to speak but found myself weak with want. Ian beat me to the punch. “I’m sorry.” I took a step back as he caged me on my porch. “For what?” “For what I’m about to do to you.” In an instant his lips were covering mine, my small moan of surprise was cut short by his tongue. All too easily, I wrapped around him as he opened the door behind us carrying me ...more
Someone Else's Ocean
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