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He kissed below her ear. “Merritt.” She was alarmed at how breathy her voice sounded. At how titillating his administrations to her were becoming. “Hm?” He pressed his lips to her neck, and her body jumped to life, sending her thoughts into very indecent places cloaked in shadow. That was the only reason she could fathom for why the next words slipped from her mouth. “I’m not going to sleep with you.” Merritt froze.
Ali R
*facepalm* OMG whyyy Hulda!?
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