Que a pesar de todos mis esfuerzos soy incapaz de borrarte de mi mente. Y que a pesar de que mi buen juicio me grita que es un error, quiero sentir la magia de tus besos una y otra vez. Tanto que me asusta.
Jacquie D'AlessandroHe raked his hands through his hair and blew out a long breath. Damn it, he’d known lust before, but this…this aching desire for her this intense passion she inspired, was unlike anything he’d ever experience. He’d always considered himself a man of control, finesse, and patience. But Victoria somehow stripped him of all three. He didn’t want to kiss her, he wanted to devour her. He didn’t want to strip her gown from her shoulders, she wanted to tear it from her body. With his teeth. He didn’t want to slowly seduce her, he wanted to push her against the nearest wall and simply bury himself in her. Make hot, sweaty, mindless, searing love to her. Then turn her over and start again. If she knew even half the things he wanted to do to her, with her, she’d most likely never recover from shock.
Jacquie D'AlessandroTags: nathan-oliver not-quite-a-gentleman victoria-wexhall
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