Adult Romance: Haunted By My Handsome Billionaire

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her waist through the fabric of her c

he could clearly hear the steady, powerful rhyth

the first time, a flush of pin

this physically clo

ved farewell hug-one so polite it barely even counted as intimate. The

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gure in his arms-so slender that just one

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