Chapter Forty-eight Rafael CarusoA growl rumbled in my chest. I took her mouth again, slower this time, dragging her into a kiss that burned and claimed at once. My hands slid over her back, memorizing the way her body curved perfectly into mine, like she had been carved just for me. And that was it. She was indeed made and carved just for me.Her fingers tangled in my hair, yanking me closer, like she couldn’t get enough. The taste of her, the feel of her—it was maddening. My lips moved to her neck, drawing a sharp inhale from her as I trailed heat down to her collarbone.“God, I missed this,” I murmured against her skin.She arched into me, her breath catching. “Then don’t stop.” I didn’t intend to. I wasn’t going to stop until she was at that point where she was begging, to stop and not to stop.My hands had roamed over her in slow, teasing strokes, memorising every curve I had already known and yet felt new in that moment. She trembled beneath my touch, and God help me, that tr
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