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His
gaze went silver then crimson. “You’re wrong, Tashana. There will be
no more you or me. There will only be us.”
Her
eyes narrowed at his arrogance. Turning her back, she walked toward
the door. “Screw you.”
“That will come later.” His voice was a silken promise.
“You
wish.” She fired back.
“No.
My pleasure.” His hand gripped her, spun her around dragging her
into his body.
His
head dropped swiftly. She could have moved away but she wanted to
taste him. His lips settled over hers, but not with aggression as
she was bracing for. The aggression she could have taken and walked
away. He liquefied her with tenderness. It was soft and gentle.
Breaking down her defenses. He bit her on the lip and gasping, she
let him in. His tongue delved into her mouth. He stroked gently
against her. Murmuring, he pulled her tighter into his body. She
felt all of his packed muscular body in delicious detail. She
shuddered.
He ran his hand down her side leaving a trail of heat in his wake.
Sinking deeper into his arms, she locked her hands in his hair.
Sanjay dragged her up and then his lips became demanding, kissing
her with the heat she expected. It was a sensual assault of
unadulterated, unbridled lust.
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