Crystal Stafford

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He kissed me until my head spun. The noonday heat of the bricks at my back melded with the heat of his mouth, and my entire body felt so light and warm, like only his hands on my shoulders were keeping my feet on the ground. He pulled away a fraction of an inch and licked his lips. “I swear to God, you’re the best damn kisser in existence.” “So why’d you stop?”
Try Me (Extracurricular Activities #2)
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