Britt 🐺

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He tucks the device away, hand still firmly on my jaw. Then, without warning, he forces my head to the side. He leans down, his breath now hot against my neck. And his tongue streaks over my skin.
Britt 🐺
thats so hot
Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)
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