Chloey Rollins

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The words aren’t fully out of his mouth when I fall to my knees in front of him and drag his lips to mine, kissing him like a fucking madman until I’m lost in him and he’s breathing my air. He wrenches his lips back but seals his forehead to mine. “Is that a yes?”
God of Fury (Legacy of Gods, #5)
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