Clarissa

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His hand slides into one corner of my underwear. Now his thumb is brushing slowly up and down over my hip bone. With his free hand, he pulls the hair back from my neck. “This is a terrible idea,” he repeats. Because if I can’t strip you naked and fuck you hard, I will lose my mind.
Avalon Tower (Fey Academy for Spies, #1)
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