My Little Devil
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Last published Mon, Feb 18, 2019
At what price would you pay to be with the person that's destined to be yours?
Read to follow the journey of Normani and Khadir, two souls that were never meant to be. Two souls that should have never crossed paths. Yet, by some twist of fate ended up becoming legendary lovers.
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Khadir's presence alone was intense. I felt like a trapped mouse when I was around him. He was the hunter and I was his prey.
He began cornering me, I had no choice but to back away from him as the small of my back bumped against the edge of the counter. Noticing the slight tremble of my knees, he devilishly smirked.
"Where are you going, sweetheart?" I could tell he enjoyed tormenting me. Excitement danced within his green and black eyes.
I couldn't find my voice as his large hands reached out and gripped my waist. Even through my clothes I could feel the heat from his body.
Swiftly picking me up he placed me on the counter and stood between
my legs. Every single part of my body became aware of him as he buried his face into my neck.
I could feel his sinister smile pressed against my throat. Slowly, he trailed his hot tongue from the base of my throat to my jaw.
I could feel myself tremble with anticipation. And so could he.
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