Her voice was husky as she looked up at him from under her lashes.
With that, he lost the tiny grip he had on his self-control. Groaning, he pulled her into arms. She melted against him, kissing him hungrily, opening her lips to his. His restless hands moved over her back, finding the hem of her tank top and then touching soft skin.
“You’re killing me here, Russo,” he murmured against her lips. “God, you’re irresistible.” Taking her lips again, his tongue plunged into her mouth.
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