41•“You taste like sin, Kiska…”

HARPER PETROVSKY

His voice—low and rough—hits like an electric current. I feel my whole body tighten in response, my hips moving on instinct, chasing the touch he keeps denying me. I’m so wet I can feel my panties sticking to the lips of my pussy like they’re begging with me. My chest rises a...

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