His hands slid down her waist, gripping and squeezing her ass with a need that bordered on possessive. He pressed her back against the wall, his body crowding hers as if trying to erase every inch of space between them.Izzy’s body reacted instantly, softening, yielding, aching. Three weeks of distance, want, and longing melted away as she clung to him.Dominic kissed her deeper, more urgently, his frustration and want pouring into every movement. He dragged his mouth from hers to her neck again, tracing hot, lingering kisses over the sensitive skin.“You’re mine,” he murmured against her throat, his voice low and rough. “You know that… right?”Izzy’s breath trembled. Her fingers tightened in his hair as she whispered back, soft but certain:“Yes… I’m yours.”Dominic’s lips found hers again, slow at first, exploring, tasting, claiming. Then, without warning, the kiss deepened, hungrier this time, full of the heat he had been holding back all these weeks. His hands slid up her back, pr
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