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“Please,” I exhaled. “You’re killing me.” “Please what?” He dragged the tip of his tongue along my thigh before biting it and sucking the sensitive skin. I gasped before spitting out the answer. “Touch me. I want you to touch me.”
The Kidnapping of Roan Sinclair
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