
“He grabs my chin, holding it firm between his thumb and forefinger, the gesture so commanding that I feel the tingle of its intensity all the way to my core. “Stay with me,” he murmurs.”
Excerpt From: J. Kenner. “My Beautiful Sin”
“He grabs my chin, holding it firm between his thumb and forefinger, the gesture so commanding that I feel the tingle of its intensity all the way to my core. “Stay with me,” he murmurs.”
Excerpt From: J. Kenner. “My Beautiful Sin”
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