Mara
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We were so close I could barely think.
His hand was suddenly brushing against mine, slowly, and I didn’t know who leaned in first. Maybe it was both of us. Maybe it didn’t matter. His lips touched mine like it was the most natural thing in the world, and I let it happen. I let everything happen.
The kiss started soft. Careful. Like he was asking, not taking. But that didn’t last.
His grip tightened around my waist, and I could feel him pulling me in like he couldn’t help himself. My fingers curled into the curve of his shoulders . I didn’t stop him when his mouth moved to my neck. I didn’t stop him when his hands started roaming like they didn’t know where to land first. I didn’t stop him at all.
I wanted to be wanted. I wanted to forget how cold he could be. How quiet. How
