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It's the taste of his lips and the way his hands know how to touch that had me addicted.

The intensity in his eyes whenever he looks.

It's dangerous but I just can't stop. He's like a drug, poisoning me.

"You are mine and mine alone." I heard his deep voice say before his lips find his favourite spot on my neck leaving a mark of possession over me.

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