Chapter 115 He Is Dead?

Vanessa Jacobs 1.1k words

Lillian

“Logan stop…” my giggles rang out as the feel of his hot breath fanning the nape of my neck was ticklish. His hands were caressing every inch of my skin, compelling successive moans from my lips. 

“I want you Lillian. I love you.” He moved to hover on top...

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