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Gripping onto me, he lifts me up, sits me on the top of the bar, and nestles himself between my thighs, all without his mouth ever breaking contact, and I can’t help it…the loudest groan escapes me. Loud enough that he pauses for a fraction of a second and chuckles.
Once Upon a Christmas Tree (The Valentine Nook #0.5)
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