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The sound he makes is inhuman, and in the next moment, I’m flipped onto my back and his hungry mouth is between my thighs again. I whimper, because his frantic tongue is on my clit, his big arm pinning my legs open and pressed against my chest. Oh god, it’s so good.
Daisy's Decision (Icehome, #15)
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