His Darkest Temptation
Adrian’s hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer, as if by holding him, he could find something to ground himself in the storm.
She kissed him back, fiercely, letting herself feel every inch of the longing, the frustration, the years of being apart. Her hands traced the hard lines of his jaw, the curve of his shoulder, the shudder in his breath. They pressed against each other, the cool stone around them turning into heat, their bodies igniting with a desperate need to connect, to be seen, to be real.
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