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“Lips to lips. Hands roaming up his flank and across his thigh. Morgan’s touch, even through the thick fabric of his clothing, was electric—exotic—so foreign, and so damn right.” — Nash Summers
Lips to lips. Hands roaming up his flank and across his thigh. Morgan’s touch, even through the thick fabric of his clothing, was electric—exotic—so foreign, and so damn right.