Mattisyn Bartley

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Her head falls back as she comes so hard, she stops breathing. It’s distracting enough that she doesn’t see me slip the crystal glass between her thighs. She doesn’t know she releases in a short gush that fills it a third of the way. My brain buzzes. My entire body tingles.
Westin (The Sovereign Mountain, #2)
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