The Kiss - Melissa Schroeder

The Kiss

Her voice was barely a whisper and if he hadn’t been paying attention to her he would have missed it. The sound of it sung through his blood. Her arousal was easy to hear. Another surge of need rushed through him, but he fought it back.

Marco leaned his head down and kissed her. Slowly, keeping his eyes open as he slipped his tongue in her mouth. Then, he lost himself it in the simplicity of it.


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