Rebecca Jakeways

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Cole devours me like a man starved—like an expert. His lips dust kisses over each collar bone as the tips of his teeth scrape against my skin, followed by a soothing swipe of his tongue. “Tell me to stop.” His voice vibrates across my skin, spraying goosebumps out in its wake.
A Photo Finish (Gold Rush Ranch, #2)
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