Tiffany English

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Bringing her face between my hands and forcing her to look me in the eyes, I crash my mouth to hers with more force than intended. Enough to show her that she’s delusional if she thinks she isn’t mine for real after this. I pull away from the kiss, hovering close to her lips. “I’ll have you know, Princess.” I kiss her again with a quick peck. “That was not me fucking you like I hate you.” “Then what the hell was that, Marcus?” “That was me making you mine.” I scoop her naked body in my arms to head to the bedroom and she lets out a squeal. “I’m not done with you, yet. And I won’t be done until ...more
That First Date (Firsts in the City #2)
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