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I stood there, momentarily stunned. The jeans were tight, and just right, accentuating her ass in a way that made me forget my own god-damned name. And the crop top? It showed just enough skin to be enticing, playing peek-a-boo with my fucking one-track mind.
The Anaconda Downstairs (The Cocky Kingmans, #4)
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