Chapter 39 - Wine Stained Lips

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His lips tasted like wine deep, full-bodied, with that faint tang of sweetness at the back of his mouth.

I hadn’t expected it to taste like this, hadn’t expected the warmth to sweep over me so fast. His hand tightened around my waist, pulling me closer until my pulse was...

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