Then he lowered his head again, his mouth finding the frantic pulse at the base of her throat. He didn't just kiss it. He sucked, hard and deep, drawing the skin between his lips, his tongue swirling over the spot. A fresh, sharp cry broke from her, her back arching off the bed, her hands flying to tangle in his hair, holding him to her as much as pushing him
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