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... his flawless skin seemingly asleep.
No, it wasn’t.
The hand resting on her slender back moved precisely upward, stopping when it found a metal clasp.
Jean was momentarily stunned, feeling the item supporting her chest shift slightly.
"You..."
Just as she uttered a word, her mouth not yet closed, the man opened his eyes again, his deep black gaze staring straight at her.
The next second, a large hand pinched her sharp chin, thin lips engulfing her w ...
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