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Chapter Forty Three

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CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

MAXIMO

‘Don’t stop.’

A low groan escaped my throat as I captured her lips with mine. She moaned into my lips, immediately returning the kiss with equal fervor as her hands slid up to my neck and clung to me desperately. My hands roamed over her body, feeling every dip and curve of her smooth skin. Our tongues danced together in a fierce battle of passion, and I poured out my anger, frustration, hurt and love into the heated embrace.

One hand traveled under the t-shirt she was wearing, grazing her inner thighs as it went deeper, seeking her heat. She whimpered and sank her hands into my hair, pulling me impossibly closer as my fingers found her wet folds.

“Maximo,” she moaned and threw her head back as I slipped two fingers in.

Her hips rolled against my hand as I pumped slowly, teasing her. Her arms wrapped around my neck, keeping our bodies tightly pressed together. Our breaths came out in pants, our hearts pounded against each other and everything else disappear
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