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Why was she enjoying this kiss? And why, daue like the et enough?

Hank fraing his tongue over the swell and shape before thrusting deeper, insinuating an act too iry His lips controlled her, ed for most

“That’s it,” he whispered “Remember, Julie Close your eyes and relive every m

oment”

Those words were her undoing

She shoved her splayed fingers through his hair, ue around and around until he reached the heart of her mouth He wrapped his arainst the cushions for support

Her body ainst his, and the fiery heat between theher She was dying there She was dying and living at the same time Her heart soared and yet her soul sank She’d been here and done this She knew heartbreak because of thisaith her love all over again

She’d still try in spite of herself, but she couldn’t ignore the light at the end of the tunnel Through Hank and Duke, Julie was certain to find the kind of happiness she wanted again

The only question was—did she want the life she’d once left behind?

As the kiss deepened, the sensuality of what always drew her to Hank becaotten how this man could work his woman

His hot breath traveled to her ear and he sipped at her lobe, his tongue darting in and out as he cupped and squeezed her left breast The enthusiass, shattered her apprehension, until she believed she could do anything while cradled in his arms

Tired and torn muscles she’d overworked in the pool screa under each touch as he caressed her body, pampered her He shed This kind of treatment was precisely what she’d anxiously anticipated and dreaded She wasn’t just putty in a potter’s hands, she was plaster and cement, destined to remain precisely the way the Hinmans wanted her

Hank’s mouth careened down her neck He never stopped at her collarbone He gripped her breast and his thumb tweaked her erect nipple until she arched in his arms, yearned for more

This wasn’t a kiss leading nowhere This was a good first effort fros he’d caused her in the past

And she could tell he knew it