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Every upward stroke stole a piece of my soul. Every thrust kissed my clit with friction. Every flex of his fingers made me want more. And more. And more. Each time I caught my breath, I lost it again. Until I came careening over the cliff and fell into his chest with as much grace as a hurricane.
Seeing Red (Bliss Peak #2)
by Shon
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