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I bite my lip to stifle the gasp that rises to my throat. My breaths are sharp and short, my knees going limp. “Use me,” he whispers over my lips, and heavens above, I can’t remember a single reason not to do exactly what he says.
A Rivalry of Hearts (Fae Flings and Corset Strings, #1)
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