Crystal Emerson

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He drops between my legs, and I think his tongue is going back to work on me, but then he tears off my panties. I look down and desire ripples through me.  He’s gone straight carnal, pupils blown wide as he crawls up my body like a fucking tiger, slow and steady with his eyes on his next meal, my thong hanging from his teeth.  It’s so fucking hot that I can feel the moisture build between my legs.  I’m dripping, so ready for him. 
Fate of a Royal (Lords of Rathe, #1)
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