Koraima Garza

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This time, his nose brushed the spot between my neck and shoulder, followed by a passing graze of his mouth. My breasts tightened, becoming full and heavy, aching—aching like what was now pooling in my core. Heat filled my face, my blood.
A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2)
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