First Touch
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He was so close he could've kissed her. But he didn't.
"Asya, baby." He called. She finally met his eyes.
"You are every man's wet dream."
He buried his face into her neck and breathed like a man starved. He pressed the lightest of kisses to her sensitive flesh and Asya shivered. Her panties were beginning to dampen.
"Am I your wet dream?"
Eros pulled his face from her neck and met her eyes.
"You're my only dream - and none of them are dry."
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They were best friends for years. Then Asya met Anthony and they lost touch. After a horrible breakup, they've reconnected, but there's this tension. Can they handle it while they sort out their feelings for each other?
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