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Chapter 177 - Hundred And Seventy Seven
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... love, quickly changed. It grew deeper, hungrier. The taste of peaches and wine was forgotten, replaced by the intoxicating taste of each other.
Carcel groaned low in his throat. He shifted his weight, pressing Ines back against the soft, thick blanket. The book of poetry slid from the blanket and landed silently in the sand, its verses about the sea forgotten in favor of the real passion unfolding on the shore.
His hands, which had been gently cupping her face, moved down. They s ...
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