Chapter 38 Tasting You

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Sage

I lowered myself slowly until my weight pressed her gently into the mattress, my forearms caging her head. Her breath hitched as our bodies aligned—chest to chest, hip to hip, the heat between us already unbearable. Her eyes, dark and wide, searched mine, lips parted on a soft exhale that...

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