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SPG| Chapter 62: His Hunger, My Weakness

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I was almost breathless between our kisses, each one deeper than the last, each one carrying all the hunger he had been holding back from me. And I met that hunger with my own, because I could feel how much he wanted me, how much he missed me, and I wanted him to know I felt the same. His lips trailed down to my neck, soft but lingering, leaving small fires on my skin as his grip on my hand grew tighter, almost desperate, as if letting go of me was no longer an option for him.

I didn’t know where to steal breath anymore, but it didn’t matter. Breathing didn’t matter. What mattered was him—Leandro.

His warm palm slid carefully against my skin, deliberate, slow, and yet it sent sparks racing through me. My chest rose and fell too fast, and before I could even think, one swift movement from him had already pulled the thin fabric of my shirt away from me. A gasp escaped my lips as I squeezed my eyes shut, my teeth biting hard against my lower lip. I wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Damn…” his v
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