LaTosha Webber

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When I slow, she moans deeply, when I quicken, her fingers clench and her back arches. When I nibble the folds of her lips, she cries out to the stars. And then when I worship her little nub, she shatters.
Taken to Nobu (Xiveri Mates, #2)
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