Chapter 17 Fuck this gown

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She moaned straight into his mouth, opening hers wider as his tongue pushed in and swirled with hers in a hot, breathless dance of passion. The heavy, possessive pressure of his fingers wrapped securely around her throat and his firm grip on her hair didn't frighten her—instead, it only added...

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