Leandra Parsons

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inside me with one swift stroke. I felt a slight twinge of pressure, but it was overpowered by the euphoric sensation of being filled again. I arched back, crying out his name. A wickedness worked its way onto Julian’s face as he retreated just enough to plunge into me harder.
Alive at Night (Wildflower, #1)
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