Jillian Jennings

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She pulls her plump bottom lip between her teeth, and I swear my cock weeps in my shorts. “What if I don’t want you to stop?” Fucking hell. I slide my hand to her face and pull her toward me. If I’m going to hell, I’m making sure we both enjoy ourselves before they open the gates.
Striking (Red Lips & White Lies #7)
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