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A cold drop of rain fell on her cheek. Thunder rent the sky. She parted her lips, feeling the shape, the make, the beauty of his. He captured her bottom one, sucking on it lightly before brushing her lips again. The rain came down, drenching them both within seconds.
The Predator (Dark Verse #1)
by RuNyx
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