Leandra Parsons

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I’m not prepared for the way his words go straight to my cock. “Oof. Miller one and Masters zero.” I cup myself, shaking my head with a choked laugh, and he puts a hand over his face. “Fuck, I’m sorry. That was too much. I don’t really want—” “Oh no you don’t! You can’t say you want a dick in your ass and then recant. That’s not okay.”
Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)
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