Leandra Parsons

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“God, Savio,” she pressed out when I was buried all the way inside of her. I grinned cockily, and her lips tightened. “I didn’t call you God.” I silenced her with my first deep thrust, driving her back against the cage. Gemma’s head fell back. “No,” I growled. “You’re going to watch while I fuck you.”
Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)
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