“Her hand reached up and clasped his hair, her fingernails tracing patterns against his skin. As he exhaled she breathed him in; she could taste the rum on his breath, an amber richness both sweet and bold. He pressed a broad hand to the back of her head, smashing her mouth painfully against his. She sensed his hunger and allowed herself to reciprocate. Her insides twisted and ached in a way that was completely foreign. And yet, the sensation upon her lips was strangely familiar. As ...though she had been kissed before. All at once, pieces of a vision flashed across her memory. A storm. A garden.Lucius.She heard the roll of thunder, the laughter of a child; smelled the wetness of the earth, the sweetness of a rose. And this sharp, painful beating of her heart… she had felt this before. But from when? And where? Was it a dream? Or déjà vu? Or merely the recollection of a childhood fantasy?Whatever it was, she grew acutely uncomfortable and pulled away. “What’s wrong?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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