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In The Dark

In The Dark

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Aug 28, 2020
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Romance
"Are you ready?" His eyes search mine. I take a breath and nod my head. His warm hand brushes my hair behind my ear. I look down at my feet. I feel his finger lift up my chin to bring my gaze to his. "You sure?" My heart is pumping and my hands are sweaty. His lips kiss my forehead and tears start to stream down my cheek. "Okay baby." His hand takes mine and I keep my eyes trained on his. He hands me the box and grabs my arms. His grip his tight. "You need to protect this. No matter what. Do not lose it." I nod quickly and for the first time in my life I feel a surge of true fear run through my body.
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WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES "You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

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