Derrick-Jennifer Iglehart

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I prepare to spit between her legs—her lips part in slow motion. She gapes at me like she doesn’t want to miss it. Those big dark-brown eyes are dancing with curiosity and lust. I push her legs wide but snatch her throat with one hand. She grabs my wrists, and I pull her up and spit into her surprised mouth before dropping her back down.
Stand and Defend (Lakes Hockey, #4)
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