Leandra Parsons

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but I swiped my tongue over her clit, silencing her. “So fucking sweet.” I started licking her, long, lazy licks with the entire length of my tongue as I held her gaze. Her face was bright red, but she never once looked away, and not just because of my earlier words.
Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)
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