Jill

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His response is to slowly drag his cock from my body before re-entering me just as slowly. My lashes flutter shut as my belly quivers. “Oh,” I gasp. I’m sensitive now. As if he’s embedded some of the fire of his desire into my very skin. My body throbs and tightens. The gasping weariness from before is replaced with the build of need.
Hoarded by the Dragon (Monstrous Matches, #4)
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