Robyn

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“I love you, Scarlett Force,” he whispers, his lips hovering so close to mine that I have to both hear and feel the words against my lips. “We should fuck until our bodies meld together and become one.” He nips at my lower lip, and I groan, wondering what I should say in response to that, if anything.
Unholy Terrors (Scarlett Force, #2)
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