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He made her heart pound. His hand was running up and down her back softly as he kissed her. Her eyelids fluttered as she pulled back to take a breath, strangled with excitement. *** The first cup of wine was always the sweetest; the best. As the warm liquid slid down her throat, she felt her head swirl and settle. *** He was on top of her, his hands cupping her chin as she stared into her eyes. His icy blue eyes made her shiver when she looked into them. It was like being dunked head first into the Arctic Ocean, and she loved it. *** Love always came too easy for her, but she could never make up her mind. This man, pinning her wrists to