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... as. His heated breath bathed her scalp and nape, saliva seeming to melt into her chocolate skin. She trembled in place, thighs rubbing and chest heaving.
Catching the torn edge of her bodice, Jett yanked it down along with the top of her bra. One breast bounced free, its nipple already hard. He seized the ample mound, squeezing until her flesh spilled between his fingers.
He kneaded the breast as though working silky dough, then ripped away the rest of the bodice to bare its twin ...
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