Leandra Parsons

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kiss his throat. He kisses my lips—a little brush of his mouth on mine. I kiss him back and deepen it, because I love the way his tongue feels. Kissing him is so much better than I ever knew it would be. He pulls away to smile at me and whisper, “You’re an amazing kisser.”
Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)
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