Something dark and intense raged in those caramel depths as he rose like an uncoiling predator to tower over her.
Her heart pounding in her ears, the words burst free, “I’m sor—”
“Don’t care.”
His big, warm palm slid around her nape, and his mouth captured hers in a deeply carnal kiss as if whatever control he’d hung on to had snapped.
— Dec 18, 2018 08:41AM
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