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When you’re kissed by the man that’s kissed you more than any other, your body responds like it would to that first taste of chocolate after a diet. It’s water in a drought, nourishment to the famished. That first taste is like sliding into your sexiest dress. The world ceases to exist and it’s better than every dream you’ve ever had, because it’s real. This was real. Her tears didn’t stop, but her heart awakened from the slumber it had been seized by to begin pumping harder than it ever had before. This man had been hers, completely hers, and when he was, her life had been his. They’d been one. Complete. Perfection.
Grabbing for his jacket, she yanked him forward. Although he fell, he caught himself over her, pressing her deep into the firm mattress. Her nakedness was pr
