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Chapter 8 : Falling with Grace

He pulls me into a heated kiss.

I jolt in surprise. His warm tongue traces my lips, parting them with a gentle thrust that has me gasping for air. Wiggling under him, I try to get myself sitting upright so he isn't completely enveloping me with his body.

It isn't until I'm actually vertical, laying on the couch cushions that I realize my fight for dominance is futile. Sol traps me with both of his hands, crushing my wrists into the cushions. He uses his knee to part my legs and slide up between my thighs until I'm practically grinding against him.

Fuck, I hate that I like this. His complete and total ease over controlling me is surprisingly sexy. I'm at his mercy, his whim, and there's actually nothing I can do about it.

Sol pulls his mouth away from mine, leaving me gasping for air. He watches me with hooded eyes, a playful smirk tugging his lips up.

"Oh, I can't wait to play with you, Narine."

I shiver at those words. Wherever this is leading to, I'm
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