Leandra Parsons

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She met my gaze. She’d never admit it, but she was turned on by my dominant side. Soon I established a faster rhythm. I shifted my legs to get in a better position, my fingers digging into Gemma’s ass cheeks as I pounded into her with deep, hard thrusts that filled the gym with the rattling of the cage.
Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)
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