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... deliberate stroke of his fingers between her thighs sent waves of fire through her, her hips bucking helplessly against his touch. She hated how much she loved this-how easily he reduced her to a whimpering, desperate mess.
"Look at you," he murmured, his voice dark with amusement. "Soaked just from being teased. You can’t even control yourself, can you?"
She whimpered, her fingers twisting in the sheets as another shuddering gasp escaped her lips. His touch was maddening-never ...
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