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Ross smiled, leaning down to kiss her. 

His lips moved against hers gently at first, as though coaxing her back into the moment, but it wasn't long before the heat between them reignited. 

His kisses became more passionate, more demanding, and Faith found herself responding instinctively, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.

The room was alive with the sounds of their growing passion once more. 

Ross wasn't just relentless—he was thorough, methodical, and incredibly skilled. 

This time, he took his time, savoring every inch of her as if rediscovering her all over again. 

His lips trailed along her neck, down to her collarbone, and then further still, exploring her body with a reverence that left her breathless.

"You're absolutely gorgeous, Faith," Ross murmured against her skin, his voice low and rough. "I want to taste every inch of you."