Jessica

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“If you can hold out just a little bit longer, I promise to make it worth your while,” he murmured against my mouth. Wrapping my hand around his nape and pulling him closer, I rubbed the tip of my nose against his. “Yeah?” I hummed, kissing his soft lips and resisting the overwhelming urge to shove my tongue into his hot mouth and devour him whole. “Yeah, baby. I promise.” I groaned into his mouth. “Fuck, I’m never going to get tired of hearing you say that,” I whispered, and he cocked his head to the side, his brandy eyes shining. “Say what? Baby?” he teased, and I swallowed, nodding at him.
The Mercenary and the Mortician (The Silent Hollow, #1)
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