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Chapter 18
Layla was still tingling as she came down from the most incredible high. She looked down at the face between her legs and met Jackson’s gaze. There was no coldness in his eyes this time. There was nothing but burning desire. Everything was happening too fast. Jackson was a perfect stranger, and she had already seen the coldness and anger in his eyes. But now he was looking at her as if he was the only woman in the world. The only one he wanted. Her mind whirled as she tried to remember why this was a bad idea, but all that had flown from her head the second he touched her. Her body was not her own anymore. She wasn’t herself. She could feel that; she could feel there was something different about Jackson. If she hadn’t known better, she would have thought someone had drugged her, but s
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