He tilted his head on the side and seemed to assess her slowly, the smile on his lips widening. ‘I’m thinking nymph.’
‘Oh-h-h.’ Her juices flowed faster. ‘A nymph.’
She arched her hips against him, her intent pure provocation—a playfulness that was so new, and yet so much fun. ‘You think?’
‘A very sexy nymph.’ He lifted his hand to cup her face. ‘A nymph I’m going to have to have.’
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