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... ude into something darker, deeper, and infinitely more desperate. Derek’s lips moved against hers with a raw hunger that he had been suppressing for months. He pressed forward, his large body crowding hers, forcing her backward until her hips bumped against the edge of his massive desk.
He didn’t stop. He didn’t care about the order of his study. He didn’t care about the maps or the inkwells.
With a sudden, violent sweep of his left arm, Derek cleared the surface.
CRASH. ...
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