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XLIII.

“I missed your sweet mouth, Alessandra,” he whispered, dipping his head and flicking his tongue out and licking her lips slowly.

Getting lost into the warmth provided by his body and that wet touch of his soft tongue, she could not help but react to it. It was gentle and inviting. His gentleness was invited by her need because unfortunately for her, her body craved that softness provided by him. Just an ounce was enough and today it seemed like a shower. Of gentleness.

His hold became firm around her waist as he pulled her impossibly closer to himself. Her lips slightly parted as a gasp could not hold back. Fire erupted under the skin of her face when she felt her bosom pressed against his stone hard chest. She could even feel the touch of his well carved abs against her belly. The skin felt like some wall.

Angling his head, he kissed her neck with a very slow pace as if he wanted her to feel the same. The same emotion which was emanating from him like a burning flame.

That gentle
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