She swallows, blinking rapidly. She's still breathing hard and she has to steal another kiss before she can find the words. A slow, lingering, deep kiss, one that threatens to pull her under again. She breaks it and stays close, so close she can feel his breath on her lips.
"I want you. I want you here in my bed. In my arms. I don't think you even know -- how much I want you."
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"I want you. I want you here in my bed. In my arms. I don't think you even know -- how much I want you."