Belinda Smith

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My head fell forward into the pillow, muffling my stream of curses as he explored with devastating thoroughness, alternating between broad strokes and precise attention that left me gasping. This wasn’t merely sex. This was worship. “Seb…” I managed between ragged breaths, my whole body aflame with need.
Bite Marks & Broken Hearts (The Killigrew Street Case Files, #1)
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