Night Shift (Daydreamers, #1)

by Annie Crown

More, I think deliriously. Say more. Vincent reads me like an open book. “Messy girl,” he says. “Who made you this wet? Who’s this for?” “You,” I gasp. “Whose pussy is this, huh?” I sob out a laugh. “Mine.”

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