Danny and Michelle The Rustle of the Sheets . . .
The Millennium Kiss

He bent down slightly, placing a gentle, curving hand about her throat, his thumb caressing her cheek. Looking up at him, her lips parted as he captured her bottom lip between his own. He pulled back slightly, but neither one was eager to end their kiss.

So, she leaned against him and he once again captured her lips as her hand rose and rested lightly upon his forearm.


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