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... st, because of the smile it had put on Erin’s face when she saw it.
And now, because the bed she was getting eaten out on was so damn comfortable.
In luxurious chambers fit for a lord, Neve lay in a bed atop silk, red sheets, her legs spread as Charlotte dove between them while fireworks popped outside, beyond the open window.
Neve couldn’t see the spectacle, though, as she had her eyes closed, immersed in the feeling of the journalist’s tongue dragging itself up and down ...
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