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LILIANA

I place my hands on his broad chest with intent to shove, and against my will, they remain planted to the spot.

Why am I letting him kiss me? Better still, why…does it feel so dang good?

His tongue invades my mouth with a savage intensity that leave me breathless and before long, I fist the front of his shirt as an anchor.

“So…divine.” He whispers hotly against my lips