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TAKE ME AWAY

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Uddrag:
Et gisp undslipper mine læber, da jeg mærke hans varme krop mod min. Ingen af os siger noget. Vi ser blot på hinanden.

Han lægger forsigtigt sin hånd på det stykke hvor min bluse stopper og kærtegner blidt min bare hud. Jeg gisper ved hans pludselige berøring, og følelsen af hans fingre mod min bare hud får en kildrende fornemmelse til at brede sig i kroppen, så jeg må holde vejret for ikke at udslippe et støn.

Det smil der breder sig på hans læber bekræfter mig blot i, at han udemærket er klar over hvilken virkning han har på mig. Han læner sig ind mod mig og pludselig er vores læber kun få millimeter fra hinanden. Jeg kan mærke hans varme åndedrag mod mine hud og det sender kuldegysninger gennem min krop og får hårene i nakke til at rejse sig.

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Dette er fortsættelsen til Chloe, så jeg vil anbefale at læse den først fordi der vil være ting der er lettere at forstå og personer man vil genkende. 


Chloe er færdig med gymnasiet og vil tage et sabbatår for at rejse ud og opleve verden. Hendes første destination er Paris - kærlighedens by. Mon hun finder kærligheden? Selvom det måske lyder, som en drøm at rejse ud i verden, er det ikke altid nemt og uden problemer.Alle Rechte vorbehalten

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