Ashton’s eyes snap up instantly. The soft gaze of the artist vanishes, and his pupils dilate until his eyes darken with pure, unadulterated desire. A predatory stillness settles over him.”Love?” he asks, his voice dropping into a husky, low growl that vibrates straight to my core.”Yes” I whisper.In a blink of an eye, the space between us evaporates. Before I can even draw another breath, my hands are pinned firmly above my head against the chaise. Ashton’s heavy, muscular weight presses down on me, trapping my body beneath his. His face hovers a mere inch above mine, his hot breath fanning across my lips, sending a jolt of liquid fire straight down my spine.”You are driving me wild” he whispers, the words raw and desperate against my skin.Then, he crashes his lips against mine.It is explosive. Electric. A supernova of heat and teeth and tongues that sets my entire soul ablaze. The taste of him is everything, a desperate, greedy reassurance that we belong to each other. He kisses
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