Arlo was a man with so much intensity, so much presence, that every time he came into my view, I would feel heat pooling around my stomach that it was impossible to ignore.So yes, I do want to kiss him, and yes, I am unashamed for feeling this way when he’s a man so perfect as if the gods themselves carved him out of marble.However, what I didn’t know was that the moment I would say ‘yes’ to his question, he would suddenly lift me off the floor as if I weighed nothing, gripping both my thighs and pushing me against the bookshelf.“Arlo—” He closed the distance between us before I could utter another word, sealing his lips against mine, and I opened myself to him immediately.My fingers raked the back of his head, clinging to his dark hair. I could feel liquid heat pooling in my core. Aside from that, I could feel him pressing against me, hard and aroused.Damn. I forgot how much of a wild animal he is when it comes to intimacy.How long ago was the last time we did something like th
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