Leandra Parsons

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Our lips merge, and a groan forms in the back of my throat. We’ve kissed countless times, but there’s something completely different now that she knows how I feel. She’s warming in my arms, more accepting of my touch.  She’s lost all of her resistance she held onto for so long. I place kisses across her jaw and nip at her neck, marveling at the way she leans into me.
A Twisted Arrangement (Twisted Vows, #2)
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