Leandra Parsons

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Soon I couldn’t hold back anymore, too overwhelmed by his touch between my legs and the suction of his mouth on my nipple. I arched off the bed and cried out my release. “Savio, God.” I didn’t even care that he watched me like I was the newest blockbuster.
Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)
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