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“God, you’re so damn needy,” he growls before he deepens the kiss. I bite down on his lower lip in return. There is no need for him to act like that. He hisses but doesn’t flinch away, only grabs my hair at the base of my head before he slips his tongue into my mouth.
Wicked Little Game
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