What a Lovely Sweetie

spacious bedroom was b

enly blushed red. Hurriedly, she buried her f

the covers. Looking at her bashful face, he sai

ll. Her eyes were fixed on his han

so delicate? His face was just like

over her, and placed a hand on her waist. His vo

odded softly. "Yes, it still hurts. Mr. Lake, could I live

yes glistened w

d over, got off the bed, an

e stood on tiptoe and encircled his strong wai

ther did she know why she

aturally, encircling her with a masculine sce

fists, eyes fille

get back what you want. But remember, you're my woman

black eyes wide, sh

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ld

Did he say "a

d blankly

step-mother's hurts and to drive those two women out of the fam

er lips trembled and her eyes were full of s

ed herself down a bit. "Mr.

ghtly and narrowed his e

rless that they couldn't carry her up at all.

ssed her against him so closely that

easant fragrance on her neck, which re

, forcing him to quench his excess

y allowed him to take liberties with her. When his stubble bru

if she would be badly hurt, she

m be interested in her? Perhaps when her wing

lifted her girlish face meekly. "Mr. Lake, I'll

e a good girl a