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He grabbed her slim waist and pulled her soft body closer to his, ready to live up to the Sin City. His hands sent tingles through her skin, even under the dress. He knew what he was doing, how he was doing it, all the excitement he was building with just a touch. Arabella gripped Damon's shoulders, her lips an inch away from his. "I wanted to push you away. I wanted you not to want me because then it would be easier not to want you," she confessed. The hand that once gripped the woman's waist slowly rose, strategically planned to increase desire. He slid the tips of his fingers over the neckline of her dress, touching her skin lightly, causing a burning sensation. And when he reached her throat, the man squeezed his fingers around the area, causing Arabella to tilt her head back. The

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