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Her lips met mine. Soft. Testing. Nothing like Sloane’s desperate hunger. This was controlled. Diane kissed like she did everything else—with absolute command of the situation.
My hands found her waist, feeling the silk of her nightgown under my fingers. She made a soft sound against my mouth, approval at my initiative.
"Sit," she ordered, pulling back slightly.
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