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While their lips remained fused together, his warm hand cupped the back of her neck, guiding her closer to him, the other sliding painstakingly slow along the collar of her shirt, causing Scarlet to squirm with anticipation. Fingertips teasingly swept over the shirt that separated his touch from her burning skin, gentle fingers working delicately and with skillful precision in undoing the buttons all the way down to her sexy navel.
Alaric slipped his hand beneath the collar, sliding it between the curve of her breasts. Scarlet’s stomach churned like a merciless storm ready to consume all in its wake.
He pulled away to stare into her eyes. As their lips parted, Scarlet hung her head back, but he tightened his grasp, pulling her deeper into his ravenous body. Her leg wrapped aroun
