Bailey Ackerman

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Ever since the day I stopped by to see her in her classroom, I haven’t been able to get the fucking taste of her out of my head. I need to know what it’s like when it’s not tinged with the taste of my own skin as I lick her off my fingers. It’s like a drug, and I want the purest version of it.
Twisted Game (Filthy Wicked Psychos, #1)
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