Julie Hiltner

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Under the layers of blankets, I found her hips and forcefully pulled them back into mine. Annie let out a little squeak as her ass collided with my hips. She was in a loose t-shirt and thin cotton shorts. It would be so easy to just… “Tell me the truth.” Warmth from my breath painted her neck. “Do you sleep better like this?” After twenty seconds of dead silence, the pillow rustled as she nodded. “Yeah.” I slid my hand beneath her shirt, pushing it up so I could get my arms around her waist with nothing between us. “Good.”
100 Lifetimes of Us (The Romantics #1)
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