Shanice Wolfe

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The kiss grew frenzied and wild and he set me down on the island, my legs still cinched around his waist, my skirt bunched around my hips. His tongue dragged down my neck while his hands slid down my sides. Then he ripped my skirt open and pushed aside my panties. Two fingers glided through my slick heat and I whimpered when his thumb circled the tight bundle of nerves.
When the Stars Fall (Lost Stars, #1)
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