Leandra Parsons

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with anticipation before I lean forward and suck that same nipple into my mouth. My eyes slide shut as a groan tears through my chest. "You taste like candy," I growl, sucking her between my lips again and feeling myself harden instantly. I can't get enough of her. I could drop to my knees and lick her for hours, could kiss every inch of her, and it still wouldn’t be enough.
1 Last Shot (The Fight Game, #4)
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