Leandra Parsons

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hate the barrier between us, and I whine deep in my throat as I move against him, searching for more. “Matthias,” I hiss through my teeth.  “Fuck it.” The sound of his zipper lowering fills the narrow space, and my body trembles beneath him. Never in a million
A Twisted Arrangement (Twisted Vows, #2)
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