N.G. Peltier

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“Look at me.” She peered down at Shane’s face, his wicked mouth on her—and oh, it was an obscene, exquisite sight. Once her eyes locked with his, Shane sank two fingers deep inside her. Gently, he hooked them in a come-hither motion, and that was it. She came, riding out every jolt.
Seven Days in June
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