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... against her skin. He lingered there, his hands still holding her hips, his head bent low. Rose’s fingers were tangled in his hair, a silent plea for him to continue, to never stop. The firelight flickered, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls, and the air was thick with the scent of them—of passion and surrender.
With a gentle shift, he moved up, his body pressing against hers again. His lips found hers, and this kiss was different. It was deep and consuming, a promise being fulfi ...
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