Haley Turner

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He puts the piece of candy between his lips and leans in, kissing me with it. His tongue pushes the chocolate into my mouth, and I have half a second to decide if I want to spit or swallow it. Whoa. That sounded much dirtier than I intended it to … But also … good question. I’ve never actually, um, had to consider whether I’d spit or swallow. I swallow the chocolate, and exhale.
In the Arms of the Elite (Rich Boys of Burberry Prep, #4)
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