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Incandescence

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Reads 184
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Parts 4
Time 34m

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"Adara Cassandra bring your ass here." I could hear Jin's footfalls on the concrete. Something resembling a growl escaped his mouth.
"Cassandra." He yelled out at me again. His voice had dropped several octaves in his anger and was sending hot tingles down my body. 
I was already dripping for him but judging by his dark tone this wouldn't be the gentle joining I craved.  I shifted on the bed causing that one loose spring on the bed to crack. The room door slammed open and the leather thuds against concrete stopped. The custom painting on the other side of the room fell off the wall. The wooden frame it was in broke apart. My worst dream and best nightmare stood just past the threshold of the room, shirt unbuttoned and unfastening his leather belt. 
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Passion never dies, and one as fierce as Adara and Jin's threatens to boil at a fever pitch after missing five long years. 
Join them as they rekindle their hot flame and conquer their dark pasts together. 
There are hot couples and there are fiery ones but together they are truly incandescent.All Rights Reserved

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