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“If they didn’t want to be seen, they wouldn’t have chosen the parking lot.” Edwin’s mouth brushed against her ear as he spoke. “Do you, um . . . like it? Watching, I mean?” Please say yes. Cassia didn’t want to be alone here. “I like you.” He shifted forward so she could feel his erection press into the crack of her ass. She sank into the strength of his chest, pressing against him and earning a groan. Then she looked up and over her shoulder, his lips just an inch from her own. “Are you going to take me home?” “Not yet.” His mouth slammed down on hers, stealing her breath as their tongues ...more
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