Leandra Parsons

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It’s almost pathetic the way I march up to him and crash our lips together. He grunts against my mouth, almost falling on his ass, but I’m there to hold him up by his hips. I tear my lips away and drag him backwards with me, shoving us both into one of the cramped stalls and locking it behind us.
Hateful Love (King of Aces #1)
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