⋆✴︎˚hannah ౨ৎ˚⋆

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At night, he pounced upon her like a man possessed. A starving man, really. His energy seemed endless, and he was always trying new things, positioning her in new ways, teasing and tormenting until she was screaming and begging, never sure whether it was for him to stop or keep going.
⋆✴︎˚hannah ౨ৎ˚⋆
HEHEHEHHEHEE
To Sir Phillip, With Love (Bridgertons, #5)
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