Mikayla Merritt

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“It is because you love me and you carry my kit.” I slide closer and press a kiss to her brow. “You want to spend your nights in my furs and your days at my side.” I kiss her nose. “You love my cock. You love my spur. You love my tongue.”
Flor's Fiasco (Icehome, #16)
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