Leandra Parsons

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open the door and pull her inside, and I’m back on her as soon as her back hits the door, bringing my lips to hers. Fuck, she tastes so good. Like sugar, pure fucking sugar. She’s so sweet when she’s not telling me to fuck off. “Admit it,” I nip at her bottom lip. “You like me.” Her eyes shine with defiance. “I don’t.” I lift an eyebrow, smirking down at her. “But you want me.”
Spin the Bottle (Campus Games, #2)
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