I love the smell of you. Sea air, leather, and your skin...all of you." She sewed soft kisses over his chest, inching toward the hollow at the base of his neck. "You'll never be free of me."His arms tightened like manacles, squeezing her closer. "Never have I wanted to be free of you.
-Gina Conkle
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