Simran Nagpal

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I gasped, before biting down on my lips – hard. It hurt. But… Oh God. It hurt so good. The pain mixed with forbidden pleasure and I whimpered. His thumb circled my clit, as if to soothe the sting away, and I liked it. Liked the way his touch felt on my sensitive flesh. Liked how he knew where to touch me, in the way that made me mad with desire. My nipples puckered tightly through my dress and they ached, while my whole body throbbed. Killian slowly pushed a single digit inside my tight core, my inner walls clenching around it. He didn’t shove all of his finger inside me. Only halfway past his ...more
A Vow of Hate (A Vow of Hate, #1)
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