CharisseDorian Vellum is a walking contradiction. For three weeks, he avoided me like I was a contagious, deadly disease. Then, out of the blue, he couldn’t keep his hands off me. First, he hugged me for a seemingly long second, then took my hand and held it firmly as we moved from my bedroom to the lodge’s entrance. Now, as the limousine glided down the winding road of the mountain to Crest City, I couldn’t stop staring at our entwined hands resting on his lap. I should’ve snatched my hand back but I kinda like seeing his thick, masculine fingers weaving through mine. And the man does know how to hold a woman’s hand. The way his large palm covered mine felt exactly like his body engulfing me when he hugged me. Like I would disappear the next second, and memories of that night on the plane came flooding back…. …the unhurried way he entered me, controlling the flow of passion… how much, how fast…all in the palm of his hand to make my body yield to his every command, and only hi
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