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“Use your words, Baby Cakes.”
“Never run from me,” I growl between kisses. “Don’t ever run away from me again.”
“Good girls get sweet things. Naughty girls get it rough. And you’ve been very naughty.”
“They’re green, like mistletoe.” I palm her ass. “And I want to kiss everything below them.”
