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... thing more gradual and profound. Their bodies no longer moved in a frantic rhythm, but in a steady, unhurried manner. Every touch, every press of their skin against each other, became an unspoken conversation; neither of them required words to understand.
Gabriel traced his hands down Damian’s back, feeling rather than demanding or clawing for control. The ridges of muscle, the warmth of his skin, the way his breath hitched against the lightest brush of fingers. It was intoxicating in a ...
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