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The First Kiss in Forgotten Storm

A lazy, tantalizing smile spreads across his mouth. So wicked. My lower abdomen tightens, and my fingernails cut into my palms. Holy. Shit. I’m in trouble.

The thick lashes lower and he presses that sexy mouth against mine. The blistering heat from the kiss sears my lips as his tongue separates them, diving inside. He tastes dark and dangerous. My insides clench, the grip on my wrists tightens, holding me with ease against his rock-hard body as he devours me.

First Kiss in Forgotten Storm Romance
The Kiss

My skin ignites with tiny flares as his other hand slides along my neck before burying itself in my hair. He grips a handful of my tresses, and yanks my head back, allowing him better access to my mouth.

I’ve been kissed before. Logan doesn’t just kiss, he consumes. His talented tongue slides past my lips and he explores my mouth as if every crevice is his and his alone. No one has ever kissed me like this before. It shouts possession. Demands submission.

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