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Ethan brought his face closer until he touched Blair's nose with his own, and at that moment, she could smell his minty breath. His mouth replicated the taste the man had, the feel of his tongue and the movement of his lips. She remembered the kiss perfectly.

However, contrary to what Blair wanted, he slid his lips down, towards the female throat. She stood on tiptoe, tilting her body to receive whatever contact Ethan wanted to offer. Even wearing very high heels, the height difference was considerable.

"I'm going to ask you the same question when you see me with another man," the woman murmured, panting beneath the warm lips.

"Is there another man?" Banks wanted to hear the truth come from Blair's lips.

And when she thought of something to say, Ethan's lips pressed against her skin. He kissed her throat, delighting in the feel of her soft, scented skin. In addition to the sensation his mouth provided, the roughness of his growing beard was an aphrodisiac. A shiver took over his entir