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His fingers dig into the back seam of my dress. With the flick of his forefinger, my top clasp comes loose. “I can have you out of this dress and spread naked beneath me in ten seconds flat. If you don’t want that, tell me now.”
A Rivalry of Hearts (Fae Flings and Corset Strings, #1)
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