Fingers splayed against the glass next to my head, his other hand tangled in my hair, moving my head whatever way he pleased. I could feel his heartbeat through his clothes, a beat that matched my own rapid pulse. A little thing like air was irrelevant next to William’s fiery lips sliding against mine, seeking, exploring, needing. Then he broke away, trailing soft kisses along my jaw, until his mouth came to my ear. “Oh ‘Liza,” he murmured, his breath tickling my hair as his lips brushed my skin. “How I love you . . .” He nuzzled my neck with his nose, stealing the air from my lungs. Ohhh. My
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