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CHAPTER 60

Author: Nancy Grey
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 02:25:34

Lia's POV

A helpless, eager smile curved my lips despite the nervous flutter in my stomach. "That’s exactly what I want," I whispered, my voice trembling with honesty.

His large hand slid down my body with deliberate, possessive intent—tracing the curve of my waist, gliding over the flare of my hip, then slipping boldly beneath the hem of my tiny sleep shorts. Rough, calloused fingertips brushed the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, making me shiver, before he cupped my soaked pussy possessiv
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