Thursday, March 5, 2015


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“Tell me to go and leave you alone.” “I don’t want to be alone. I want to be with you.” He wanted to ask her for how long, but stopped himself, because soon she’d leave and go back to that life she thought she’d outgrown, but would want back because it was familiar. She’d need it back to regain some of the normal from her past in her new life without her sister. He let loose the reins on his need and pulled her close. He dipped his head, his gaze on her rosy lips. He pressed his mouth to hers for a deep kiss and held nothing back this time. He swept his tongue along hers, melding his mouth to hers. His fingers gripped her hips, let loose, and swept up inside her sweater and up her smooth spine. When his fingertips touched her skin, she sighed and pressed closer. She rocked her hips against him and he groaned, breaking the kiss to move down her neck and kiss that sweet spot between her neck and shoulder. “God, you always smell so good.” Her head fell back, and he kissed his way back up her throat to her lips again for another searing kiss. “Don’t stop,” she said against his mouth. “Don’t ever stop.” “I’m just getting started.”

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