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The corner of Shepherd’s mouth hooked in a little grin and he leaned down to kiss me. I caught his lower lip between my teeth and bit down, just hard enough to get him to grunt. “I’m going to fuck you so hard for that later,” he growled in my ear. “Promise?”
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