Denise DeLeon

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His lips part, and I roll my tongue over his, swallowing the soft moan he rewards me with. As I suck on his tongue before feeding him mine, his body trembling beneath me, all I can think is, Now he’s gone and done it. One taste. One fucking taste and I’m addicted to it. To him.
Don't Say You're Sorry (Hawthorne University #2)
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