Leandra Parsons

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“Stop thinking so much.” He captures my lips, gripping my ass, and lifts me onto the counter, spreading my legs so he can stand between them. He’s supporting me with one hand banded around my back as he pushes one of my knees to the side until he can press the hard ridge of his cock against my core.  “We shouldn’t be doing this.” 
A Twisted Arrangement (Twisted Vows, #2)
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