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Book 140: **Sleepy Morning Ride**

Autor: Kiss K
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-12 19:16:01

Maya’s POV

The sky outside the window was still the deep blue of early dawn.

Mom had left for her overnight shift hours ago. The house was quiet except for the soft, steady sound of Julian’s breathing. I had been awake for twenty minutes already, lying on my side in his bed, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest. The sheet was pushed down to his waist. One arm was flung above his head. Even in sleep he looked solid and warm.

The ache between my legs had started the moment I opened my eye
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