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... his lips curved in a raw, hungry smile. His forehead pressed to mine as he whispered, low and husky, "Tonight... I want you to moan my name, Leif."
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I blinked.
Blinked again.
My brain stalled like a broken wagon wheel. His words echoed in my skull like a drum, heating my face until it felt like steam might burst out of my ears.
"WHA—WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?" I squeaked, scrambling off hi ...
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