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... n held her, drinking in every drop, every twitch, until her breathing calmed and her grip on him loosened.
He pulled himself to just enough to see her face—flushed, eyes glazed like twin rubies caught in candlelight.
A few strands of crimson hair clung to her damp cheek. With a reverent touch, he brushed them aside, letting his thumb linger at her jaw, grounding her in his warmth.
She leaned in, and their lips met—not with hunger, but with fragile tenderness. A kiss not o ...
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