Devil's Inferno: A Dark Romantic Conspiracy Thriller
I whispered, my nails digging into his skin as he pushed my legs apart, his body hovering just above mine.
His eyes were dark, filled with the same dangerous need I felt in myself, and it made my pulse race.
The world could be ending, and I wouldn’t care—not when he looked at me like that.
“Good,” he growled, his hand sliding up to cup the back of my neck, pulling me up so that our faces were inches apart. “Because you’re in my head, too. I can’t think straight when I’m around you.”
His mouth was on mine again, harder this time, his kiss filled with frustration and heat.
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