Corinne Akers

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Time slowed, just like in the movies, and he reached up, gently tucking a curl behind my ear, his fingers lingering against my cheek. His touch sent electricity racing from my face, down to my heart, and then straight between my legs. Ridiculously, I found myself leaning into his palm, wanting
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