What he hadn’t counted on was the tsunami of feelings when he touched her. Hell, he hadn’t planned to touch her. He flexed his fingers. He wouldn’t be surprised if his fingertip was singed, she’d been so damned hot. Her skin was still as smooth as satin, and for brief second, she’d slipped under his control. But, she’d had years to build walls again, and she’d fought her body’s natural inclination.
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