Pippa Brannan

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He nearly bucked off the bed as the warm, wet heat of her lips closed over his cock. Her tongue circled his crown, and the moan that finally escaped him was deep and primal and loud. He didn’t give a fuck who heard him. Threading his fingers through her hair, he watched as she swallowed him down. ‘Fuck…’ he murmured, his voice hoarse with lust, his eyes almost rolling into the back of his head.
Vows & Ruins (The Legends of Thezmarr, #2)
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