บท 71: Chapter71

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My breath hitches as sparks rush south. My nipple hardens as he continues to brush his thumb over it, his other hand moving to my hip. I swallow, my brain losing all train of thought at the feel of his touch and his gaze made me squirm as I tried to regather some sense, but that flew out the window the moment his lips crashed against mine. His tongue delves between my lips and he growls deep in the back of his throat.