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~~ZARA~~
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We breathed into each other as we kissed more deeply.
Dante’s hands started moving slowly down to my hips with gentle pressure that made my entire body feel like it was on fire.
His right hand slid underneath my shirt and moved up slowly toward my chest.
My first instinct was to stop him, since this was moving fast and we were crossing all the lines we’d drawn for ourselves, but I found myself not wanting him to stop at all.
I genuinely wanted more of his touch and the way he was making me feel.
He suddenly removed his hand from under my shirt, and I immediately opened my eyes to look at him, wondering why he’d stopped.
He must have seen the confusion on my face because he gave me a small, reassuring smile before placing both his hands gently on my cheeks and kiss
