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Gemma leaned in, lips brushing the damp shell of Tansy’s ear, dropping her voice down to a rasping whisper that made Tansy shiver, goose bumps erupting along her bare skin. “And you better fucking believe I’m going to make good on that promise to spend all the time on my knees that you want. Hell, you’re going to have to beg me to stop.”
The Fiancée Farce
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