Before I can think any further, his palms cup my face, long fingers threading into my ponytail, and his lips are on mine. Soft lips, warm to the touch. Commanding yet measured, as I’d expect any kiss from Ryan Shay to be. My mouth yields to his, parting to take him deeper and his tongue ever so slightly sweeps across mine in an electrifying slide. One of his hands drops, curving around my throat to bracket the back of my neck as the other pulls my hips to his. His imposing touch makes me feel small and the deliciously domineering way in which he kisses me makes me feel entirely out of
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