Chapter 39

Kylie

Kisses trail down my back, and a hand traces up my leg. Groaning, I part my thighs, and I hear a laugh.

"Morning, Angel. I'll leave you to get dressed. I'm going to make breakfast, anything you want in particular?"

"Pancakes and orgasms," I murmur, burying my face into the pillow.

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