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He lifted off me, grabbed one of my hands and hauled me up to a seat. Then he flicked the center clasp on my bra, replacing the lace with his hands. “Oh, God,” I moaned, my head rolling loose the moment he had my nipples pinched between those calloused fingers.
Riven Knight (Clifton Forge, #2)
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