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His body was urging him to get closer to her, caress her smooth supple skin, kiss every inch of her, feel her strong thighs around his hips and have him inside her. But his brain protested against it. He was afraid of stirring her fear, making her recall what she had been through.
If he also fears hurting her or reminding her of nightmares, who was going to walk her through the darkness?
What if he loses control due to the temptation?
Imagining her sweet, breathless voice calling him over and over again was knocking his deepest desires, could he stop if her fear surfaces?
Seeing her pink flush down to her neck, he could guess what must have run through her mind while wearing that dress and sitting in front of him.
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