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His hand came up, trailing his knuckles gently along her jawline, drawing a line that felt like fire to her. He tilted her face up to his, his thumb ghosted over her lower lip, slow, soft and sinful, it took her breath away.
Her knees felt weak, but she didn’t move. She couldn’t. Her whole body felt like it was held together only by the fragile thread of restraint, and he was pulling at it, unraveling her with nothing but his hands and a look that made her skin burn.
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