Devika Ragbeer

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“This feels right,” I whisper, catching my breath. “You and me.” His eyebrows knit together, searching my eyes in disbelief, before he licks my top lip, finding his way into my mouth again. “This is how it was supposed to be,” he says between kisses. “You in my arms, me, deep inside you.”
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