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... red, minutes or hours dissolving into the heat of their embrace.
But for the first time since last night, she didn’t care—didn’t care about anything except the press of his lips, the taste of his mouth, the delicious feeling of his tongue dancing with hers.
Yesterday, Mika had been utterly dominant, overwhelming, unyielding, leaving her breathless beneath his weight and his want. She’d barely been able to move, barely been able to do anything except clutch him and surrender.
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