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This story is considered mature. There will be explicit language and sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences, but this content is not contained in every chapter. Please read at your own discretion.
Prologue is written below.
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"Kiss me," I said slowly to the man whose arms were wrapped tightly around my waist.
"Not yet," he said in return.
That was the first time I had actually heard his voice. And now I wanted to hear it over and over again. His masculinity showed in the way he spoke.
Damn, I thought.
I don't even know his name. I've never even seen this man in my entire life, but I am drawn to stay near to him.
Somehow I knew this man was staring deep into my eyes and has been ever since we started dancing together, though I couldn't see his because they were covered by dark sunglasses.
Hesitantly, my arm reached up and brushed the stray piece of hair from his forehead before attempting to take his shades off. His hand touched mine on his face, and pulled my wrist away.
He then took off his sunglasses, and gave me a wink. I couldn't even swoon over the wink because I was too caught up in his blue eyes. Blue eyes that resembled the ocean, eyes that screamed perfection.
His hands then landed on my cheeks, and a lone index finger brushed against my lips. His other hand snaked down my waist and pulled my body closer to his own.
His head then descended down and he cracked a smile.
He whispered, "Pucker up now, baby."
I thought his kiss would be rough and passionate, deeply intimate. He surprised me with the gentleness of his lips, the sweet movement of his lips against mine. He tasted of mint and alcohol, but it wasn't the alcohol that left me intoxicated.
It was him.
His mere presence, his hands on my body, his mesmerizing eyes staring into mine, and his gentle kiss that left me speechless.
I was drunk on this man, intoxicatedly his.
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Romance"Kiss me," she said slowly to the man whose arms were wrapped tightly around her waist. "Not yet," he said in return. That was the first time she had actually heard his voice. And now she wanted to hear it over and over again. His masculinity showed...
