Let Them Kneel
she added, making air quotes with her flour-smudged fingers and throwing in a deliberate wink.
Kaelani frowned. “…What’s with the winking?”
“Oh, come on.” Tessa leaned on the counter, eyes glittering with mischief. “I went by your place the other day when you didn’t answer your phone. And guess who opened the door?”
Kaelani’s stomach flipped. “Tessa—”
“Six-foot-something, built like a god, dripping sweat, and—” she spread her hands, grin feral—“packing a monster cock like I’ve never seen outside of p**n.”
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