Leandra Parsons

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“No one else’s.” “No one else’s.” An intelligible sound ripped from my throat between my quick pants. “There’s never been anyone else.” “Oh, baby.” Julian dropped his head to mine. Sweat dripped off his forehead, mixing with mine. But I didn’t care. My entire body was slick, sliding against his as the world slipped away. It was only him and me. His rough gasps and my tiny whimpers. His hard body and my soft one. His racing heart and my full one. “Never anyone else,” he breathed, almost like a question. Like he wanted more reassurance. I shook my head. “Never.” “That’s my girl.” I felt the ...more
Alive at Night (Wildflower, #1)
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