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“Now,” I said, “I’m ready for dessert.” I spread her thighs wider, dipped my head, and devoured her. Stella’s squeals and whimpers escalated into inelegant screams as I alternated between fingering her and worshiping her clit and fucking her with my tongue. Harder, more intense than the first time, like I was dying of thirst in the desert and she was my only source of salvation.
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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