SOMEBODY LIKE YOU
His body took up the last bit of space separating them, chest against wildly palpitating chest, hips against hips, thighs against thighs.
“I like it… your spirit,” he murmured. “I used to like the old you, but I think I may like this more spirited creature a whole lot more.”
“I don't want you to like me,” she mumbled in protest.
“No?”
He challenged that. The word challenged it, his eyes challenged it, and the sensual curve of his mouth challenged it.
“Piccola, I think,” he said very softly, “you want me to kiss you right now. To kiss you until you give into me!”
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