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THAT WAS WHAT a kiss should be like; mind - blowing, toe curling and leaving you wanting for more. That was the type of kiss Chase and Sophia were sharing. Sophia was a terrible kisser. She knew that. Chase knew that as well, and so, she let him take the lead, giving him entrance into her mouth. Sophia was already lying on the ground while Chase towered above her, devouring her lips like a hungry man. Of course, he was a hungry man. He was hungry for Sophia's petals and staying away from them for a full month was making him lose it. An involuntary moan left Sophia's lips as Chase slipped his tongue out of her mouth, nipping on her lower lip before trailing wet kisses along her chin and jawline. One of his hands laid beside her head against the floor, holding his weight while the other one travelled to her dress, squeezing her waist. Sophia's hands roamed around his back, and she mistakenly pressed on
