Chapter 32
He places his lips on mine. Just a touch. It is enough to ignite the volcano inside me. It isn't a deep sensual kiss. Just a touch. And it has enough power to combust me. He pecks me, once, twice, thrice and I lose the count. He can peck me all day. I am a puddle of goo in his hand. Unconsciously I put my hand around his neck and he hisses. I stop us from getting too far. " What's wrong? " I bite my lips. " Ugh. " He groans. " Nothing. Why did you stop kissing? " His voice all husky. " No show me. You just showed me the front of your t-shirt. You are hurt in the back as well aren't you? " I ask him. He doesn't reply but I make him turn again bruises all over him. In the nape of his neck there was a small cut. And it isn't healing yet so I knew it was made from silver. " Those bas
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