Leandra Parsons

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Ethan wrapped his arms around me and yanked me into his chest as his lips crashed against mine. It felt like the storm infiltrated his room and erupted between us, energy crackling as I moaned into his mouth. This time, Ethan didn’t ease up on the kiss, his tongue swiping against my lips, demanding entry. Apparently, he was making good on that intention to consume my focus 100 percent. There was no room between us now for thoughts of any other man, that was for sure.
Forced Proximity (Bluebell House Duet, #1)
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