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My lips part to say yes. Oh, how I want him to do exactly that, but reason weaves its way through my desire. “We don’t have time,” I gasp, even as I roll my hips. Even as I silently beg him to touch me already.
A Rivalry of Hearts (Fae Flings and Corset Strings, #1)
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