Strangers After Midnight
He was setting the pace, lifting her and pulling her down against him with a powerful, rhythmic precision that sent waves of electric heat through her entire being.
"Hinding-hindi kita bibitawan," Zane groaned, his jaw tightening as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm his iron control. His hands slid up from her hips, tracing the curve of her spine before anchoring her upper body tightly against his chest. He lifted himself up slightly, meeting her halfway to sink his teeth gently into the sensitive juncture where her neck met her shoulder, making her shiver violently.
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