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T W E N T Y - T H R E E
ASHLEY.
The echoes of my heartbeats is boisterous in my ear as I stare at the man before me.
He leans forward, hovering over me, with his hands placed on either side of me, and my tongue darts out unconsciously to wet my lips.
Sinclair's gaze follows the movement, and he snags my lips in his; his tongue thrusting in my mouth, and intruding mine. He fights against mine for dominance, and I let out a throaty sob, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer.
The metal of his lip is cold against my lips, and a shiver runs down my spine from the contact; my core burning with the need for him.
I groan against his lips as Sin pulls my bottom lip between his teeth, before sucking on the flesh, and in a strange way; that burns right across my body.
Sinclair pulls back, staring down at me with a familiar look on h
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