Leandra Parsons

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A groan escapes my mouth as I lift onto my elbows to see what he’s doing, and what I see knocks the air out of my lungs. Aiden is between my thighs, his gaze steady, staring at me. I follow his gaze, looking down to see what he sees.
Sweet Collide (Saints of Redville)
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