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“Yes.” The soft exhale of her reply brushed my skin and tugged low on my groin. She was so close. I could end the game now, bend her to my will and stoke the embers of attraction between us until they ignited into flames. Give her a taste of what she could have if she succumbed to the inevitability of us. Everything. “Good.” I dipped my head, and in a subtle, almost unconscious movement, my lips touched hers. Two seconds. One syllable. An electric instant that scorched every inch of my skin. Somewhere in the distance, a sheaf of papers fluttered to the floor. I inhaled Stella’s soft gasp like ...more
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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