The kiss was an explosion of raw, untamed hunger that had been simmering beneath their cold contractual facade for days. Liam’s lips were demanding, scorching, tasting of vintage Scotch and dark, untamed need. His large hand tangled deep into the silky waves of her honey-blonde hair, tilting her head back against the glass wall, holding her mouth open to his invasion. His tongue swept inside with ruthless authority, tangling with…
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