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... want to wake up from. The hardness of his body and the softness of his lips made me lose myself against him. Dissolve into his strong arms, yield to the hard contours of his chest.
With eyes closed, I could feel every defined taut line of his frame—every sinewy dip and peak of his torso, as if he had been carved just for me.
His fingers and palms freely wandered against my back. The man knew how to make me lose myself to him. The caution I had thrown to the wind was going to hau ...
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