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... atement.
One moment, we were in a post-coital haze of lust and fluids; the next, her hand was around my throat, and the look in her amethyst eyes was pure, unadulterated ’kill-you-and-wear-your-skin’.
"Whoa there, ’Pointy’," I managed to choke out, my own hands coming up to grip her wrist. "Is this your way of saying you liked it? Because I’m into some kinky stuff, but this is a little extreme for a first date."
"Shut up!" she snarled, her fingers digging into my windpipe ...
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