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Running on instinct, I spread my thighs to accommodate his size as I shove the terrycloth away, smoothing my hand over his hot skin. A deep, guttural moan rumbles over the base of my neck as I give his bare ass cheek a firm squeeze. At the same time, I thrust up against him.
Where There's a Will (Lost Boys, #1)
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