crimson devotion
against my bare skin. The room was dimly lit, the heavy
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pered, "What ar
ulgent. "That you're
as something in her voice, something
y shoulder, her fingers tightening just slightly on my hi
hard, my h
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t relief. It was somethin
ost too softly. "Beca
sperate. She kissed me like she was trying to own me
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eded
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posse
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ng into something beautiful... o
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fened im
fingers gripping the device too tight
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first time, I felt it. The
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into her arms, kissing me deeply, making
wanted to
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were beginn
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lips erase the lingering doubt, let the warmt
ll had shifted so
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hesitate
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arn
again." Her voice was sm
way. "I just wa
ntence. I gasped into her mouth as she pushed me onto my ba
ying to di
lmost l
e, sending a shiver through me. "You don't have to think," she whisper
n the feeling, in her-but that cold
oice steady.
gainst my sk
me back into the depths
ing wa
uldn't be able
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to an e
arm where she had been,
ed around. The apartment was dark, but I heard
rt over my shoulders, and moved to
es grew
e
meone
ice sharper than I'd ever heard befo
he bedroom, my breath
low and smooth, but I co
inched closer. Through the dim light of the living room, I could see he
tense. A
nd of that call wasn't jus
eath, strain
her voice quieter now, b
her
tation, she added, "No. S
of dread was
talking
p back, hear
creaked
g onto mine. For a split second, her face w
s quickly, s
slipping her phone into her
y throat dry. "Who
me, her fingers grazing my cheek. Her touch was gentle,
finally said, the same w
i
way she wouldn't
. "Are you hiding
yes. "I only keep you safe," she whispered, her fingers slipping b
e, her lips slow, lingering, full of promises
ses
ess
me back toward the bedroom, I wasn't s
hing I might