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CHAPTER THIRTY EICHT

NATHAN

She lifted her face to me the moment I set her to the ground in my room Nothing had ever felt like this, this need that coiled and pooled and pulsed. I needed her. Needed her in a way I'd never needed anything in my life.

I captured her mouth again, and dropped one hand, sliding it over her shoulder and down my side.

Chills shot through her, and she shook as i snaked my hand just under the hem of her T-shirt. My thumb teasing across the bare flesh at her ...

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