“You do know that it’s not just your moans that turn me on. Not moaning would never stop me from wanting to completely devour you.” I struggle to swallow the Baklava after hearing Devon’s words, and I look into his heated gaze. “I know.” I jump when the birds swooping and soaring in the sky over the valley squawk loudly, interrupting our otherwise peaceful picnic. “Good, because as soon as you’ve finished eating, I’m going to completely ravage you,” he whispers. “Here?” I ask mid-chew. “Don’t ask stupid questions, Sweetness,” he warns. “We’ve done it in this forest before, and I’m more than
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