Katie Thayer

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‘Fucking fantastic.’ I drape my arms over his huge, sculpted shoulders and hang on to the nape of his neck as he thrusts into me. ‘You’re on your knees for me.’ He reaches round and grabs my ass cheeks, half pulling my backside off the couch, providing him with deeper access. ‘Sweetheart, it’s my favourite place to be.’
Release Me: (The Beckett Brothers, #5)
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