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Chapter 35
Her smile. Her brilliant smile and I felt a raging emotion that run all the way to my soul. Her eyes lit up and sparkled and I felt as if it had handed me the world in the palm of her hand.
Damn! If that was all it took to make her smile like that, I’d gladly tell her every hour, every minute, and every single day how gorgeous she was.
Cause’ she is.
Cameron reached for my hands, laced her fingers in mine, and then used my hands for leverage as she raised her hips just enough so I could easily slide through her sweetness all over again.
I’m lost in my breath again and I can’t help to escape a long hiss and then she slid down, and I feel the heat inside of me all over again.
“Damn, woman, you really driving me crazy,” I muttered.
Cameron smiled, clearly satisfied with my admission.
And I savored the feel of her much smaller hands engulfed by my own. And we held on tightly as she began a slow, rhythmic ride.
Our gaze lock
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