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‘That’s it princess.’ He ran his tongue against her lower lip before darting it possessively into her mouth in a move so wild and erotic that she could have blacked out from the violence of her answering desire. ‘You know what you want me to do to you.’ He pulled back, cupping her jaw, forcing her to look into his lustful eyes. ‘You gave him your heart-and it’ll take time for me to earn that if we’re not together. But give me your body now, and I will fuck him out of your mind.’