Leandra Parsons

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“Kane… God, you’re so big.” Her dazed expression meets mine. “Move. Please.” I drop from my hand to my elbow with a pained groan. “So fucking polite,” I choke out, pulling my hips back and then immediately driving into her with a hard thrust.
1 Last Shot (The Fight Game, #4)
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