Marrissa Horton

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“Of course you’d like it. Of course, you fucking would. You just had to do it, didn’t you?” “Do what?” My voice is hoarse, and I can feel my throat vibrating against his palm. From the way his eyes flash, he likes it. He leans in close, bites my lower lip, and slips his other hand down the front of my panties. “Be fucking irresistible.”
For Wrath and Redemption (The Hometown Heartless)
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