Erin

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“He’s lucky to leave this earth with the taste of you on his tongue,” Lux breathes, his voice rough with need. “To know how sweet your juices are as he takes his final fucking breath. Thats how I plan to leave this world too, buried deep between those perfect goddamn thighs of yours.”
Maison De Fous (Cirque Du Désir, #2)
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